As I look out from within I watch as people pass me by
Their hands grasping each other, their smiles wide
Their eyes full of hope, empty of demise
And their heads’ held up high, their souls’ full of pride
But as I sit there I ask why
Why must I be confined in this box of lies?
Why must I be trapped in this mangled body of mine?
How can a boy’s Life be torn seam by seam?
How can every day feel like the same bad dream?
How can a boy’s hopes and dreams be torn apart so easily?!
And how can a boy be ravaged by more than one disease?
The questions pileup in a despairing heap
But once answers are found they let off a foul reek
A society based off of looks alone is our crime
If you lack the prowess you aren’t given the time
A heart of darkness can engulf a heart of mine
The clock of reform is striking nine
But now the clock is running out of time!
My mind goes into overdrive and I hear a distant cry
As I curl up into a ball the pitiful voice becomes a thunderous chime
It’s overwhelming melodies chanting time, time, time!
The chime takes hold of my body and possesses my mind
I’m on my feet now, my mouth aligned with the night sky
At the top of my lungs I begin shouting, “I shall not die! I shall not die!”
The walls of solitude that surround me begin to shatter until they are nothing but a pile
Out of the rubble climbs a boy born of new life
He holds his head up high, his soul full of pride
His eyes full of hope, empty of demise
And he holds out his hand, his smile wide
All the people around stare as if seeing him for the first time
The melody is gone now but the chime still echoes through his mind
Its vocals remain the same but its tone resembles a sigh of relief
As the boy walks with his hand in another’s he whispers time, time, time!