The boy was happy,
His every whim fulfilled,
But the fun left debts to repay.
His bank account always refilled,
By the man who gave him life.
The debtors kept him leashed,
To this expensive way of life.
His idea of friends tested,
As they cause nothing but strife.
He pays and pays, to get his fix,
They make and make, as he tries to change.
He pays and pays, his money nixed,
The “friends” of the boy, begin to unhinge,
The life of their toy, to start by beating,
They move on to a picture, so incriminating.
This boy now sees his life, how he was cheating,
A quick fix for the stress, non-discriminating.
The time of his life was slowly ending.
If that image got out, he would lose his lifeline,
His only chance to pay for the thing,
The thing that he did not need, but craved.
The men kept him trapped,
With a childhood picture, something depraved,
Left this young boy trapped, in a life he no longer craved.