He who we looked up to
who is everyone's favorite guy
who walks tall and proud
who knows not how we rely on him
whose eyes have always sparkled
is cracked and broken
who trails stars the real kind behind him
who speaks words that could fly if he let them free
whose footsteps grow orchids in his wake
is poetry that cannot be spoken
is hiding behind his mindless joking
who never hid behind his cloak
is dark
is a garden of hope looking really stark
is hiding hurt
a bubbling soul now lies inert
is cracked
will nothing ever bring him back
is rain and shine and colorful days
who has the most amazing smile
is on the top of a building
not hearing
people who love him plead for him to come down
**so he does