Once upon a time there was a boy: me.
To everyone that knew him, he was ugly as could be.
And even though this boy was hated,
He had the strength to live, so he waited.
For nearly eighteen years he was isolated and abused,
And in order to escape the pain of it, others he used.
He built up towers and walls as high as could be,
So that his real self, no one could ever see.
Around him he made the lives of others hell,
And protected himself by hiding inside his shell.
This shell of his was as tough as steel,
And prevented this boy certain emotions to feel.
He became cold, calculating, and raw,
He was the cruelest boy you ever saw.
Everyone hated him and he hated them back,
Day by day did his heart become ever more black.
Then this boy’s carefully crafted shell broke,
And from solitary his true emotions awoke.
He was lost and confused by these emotions he now felt,
And then through some of his pain he finally dealt.
But still he was lost, continuing to wander around,
For the longest time he could not even find the ground.
To maintain his new, true self, hard through the darkness did he fight,
Until he met her, and in the darkness came a light.
No longer was he lost, now he was found,
His feet finally rested on firm ground.
She loved him regardless of his past, for who he truly was,
And he loved her back and was happier than anyone ever was.
They laughed, cried, and suffered hardships together,
They fought through the oppression of others,
Who did not want them to be together,
But instead of tearing them apart,
They helped them become closer,
And love one another all the more.
The two trusted each other implicitly, never did they lie to one another,
Nothing no one else said or did could come between them.
It did not take long until they realized they wanted
To be together forever and until the end of time.
They wanted to have a family together,
And so they made their vows and together they were bound.
The woman: smart, beautiful, and sweet…..
The man: devoted, gentle, and sensitive…..
Together they made a ‘Once Upon A Time’ story come true.

The one I have now is kind and nice,
The one I had before has a heart of pure ice.
The one I have now is beautiful and will forever be true,
The one I had before was always down, upset, and blue.
The one I have now really does care about me,
The one I had before was as careless as could be.
The one I have now makes me happy and free,
The one I had before made me afraid to be me.

I know who I am,
And sometimes it makes me quite sad.
I’m not a person who says, “Yes, Ma’am.”
But I’m really not that bad.
I’m usually quite kind,
As long as you don’t mind,
A person who likes to talk,
Then I won’t tell you to take a walk
With my mean side,
Which might make you want to hide.
Don’t worry, though, I don’t bite,
But if you hurt me, then I just might.
I’ve been told that I’m really quite smart,
And I know I have a big heart.
No, it’s not full of hot air,
But it is full of care.
I’m not considered ‘cool’,
Nor am I really any good at pool.
But there are a lot of things I am good at,
Like swinging a heavy bat,
To hit a baseball,
Or shooting a basketball,
From half-court.
Making a huge tree fort,
With my bare hands,
And naming old bands.
And best of all,
I know what to call
Myself…
  Myself!

Thoughts are what you know,
And they sometimes won’t let you go.
An unnerving obsession,
Turns into a disastrous confession.
No one else knows,
What route your mind goes.
If someone could really read your mind,
Wouldn’t you be embarrassed by what they might find?
I would never think anything personal
Because that’s my business
And I don’t want no one to know,
What my mind has to show.

Hey girl, don’t be afraid, I don’t bite.
I’m the one who’ll do everything he can to treat you right.
I may not be handsome, but I’ve got a big heart.
I want to be your friend, let me know when to start.
If you’ll be my girl, you’ll be my number one.
Without you, I’ll never be able to have fun.
I’ll be conscious of your wants and needs.
Girl, for you my heart bleeds.
I’ll listen to every word you have to say.
I’ll be there for you day after day.
I’ll love you full, girl, I’ll never cheat,
Being with you would be such a treat.
I’m not a freak, I don’t always have to touch.
It’s up to you, girl, I’ll love you that much.
I swear I’m good, please just give me a chance!
I’m not the kind of guy that cares about gettin’ in your pants!
What you want and need will always come first,
I’ll be so in love with you that I’ll burst!
If you want, we can just be friends,
If that’s the case, I hope that friendship never ends.

Love is extremely difficult to explain,
Because very seldom is it simple or plain.
It is very complex,
And can be destroyed quicker than the quickest reflex.
It can take a long time to build up,
Like using a tiny drop to fill a ten-gallon cup.
But when you’re in that moment, it’s amazing,
And it feels like you’re raising
High into the air
And about nothing else do you care.
But it can also cause a lot of deep pain,
And embed your soul in a deep, deep shame.
You feel like you have died
For you have cried and cried.
But the pain is, if anything, worse,
And you wish they would just take you away in a hearse.
Most people don’t want to get involved,
Because they think they have evolved,
Far beyond the need for comfort.
But through their lives they need to sort.
Because they only way to gain,
The trust of others, is to open yourself up to experience more pain.

The love we had is lost to only be replaced by pain,
Never again will my life be the same.
I’ve lost my confidence, I no longer trust myself,
Nor could I care less about my health.
Never have I felt a pain this bad,
This pain is by far the worst I’ve ever had.
I have lost the right to tell her how much I love her,
And no longer can I comfort or hold her
In my arms like I use to.
I lost her because, to me, she was untrue.
I lost the feel of her soft lips against mine,
Her soft, luscious lips so fine.
I lost the right to hold her hand,
Her soft, warm hand.
I’ve lost the ability to say we’re together,
And I’ve lost the belief that we’ll be together forever.