A boy who wants to be loved A boy who wants his hair to be ruffled Who lost his childhood Only remembers his struggle
A boy whose eyes still hold Dreams that he once cherished Dreams that help him soar Above his agony so un-bearish
He held on to that piece of sanity Hoping his dreams would soon become a reality Before long, the world and its wisdom came knocking on his door Woke him out of his slumber Shattered his tower and covered in fear!
So he now hides behind, doors made of steel Reinforced with ideas that he's built his reserve He doesn't need your love He doesn't need your smile You see his attitude is enough to suffice.
But catch him when he's down and defenseless And you'll see the glimpse of a child so helpless Who is longing and yearning to be accepted by you With arms stretched out simply crying silent tears One who'll never tell you his worst fears.
It takes that kind of woman to see through his facade The strong walls of his towers are crumbling again But he fears this loss, his control over his sanity Its not long before, his succumbs to his frailty.
This poem is for all the men out there, many misunderstood, many putting up a facade, hiding behind steel walls, afraid to let go and love!