Planting Maples of deceit
in the valley of lost hopes
the child of despondency
sings in embroiled leaves

Hoping to find shade from the midday sun
hoping to one day to be someone
he can be a self indulgent prat
but he does not mean harm and all that

He is just a kid in a storm
who lost his mother
and lost his father
and can not find his way home

By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris