In the eyes of the child who wanted more,
A need to reconnect, to be accepted by all.
Rejection silenced his morbid thoughts,
A mother's truth—his wake-up call.
Words longing to rise, yet forced to stay,
Inside his new world, or so they say.
Ego fragile, hurt more than once,
To reconcile, he never had the chance.
Suppressed emotions in a curious mind,
Engulfed by desires, creeping from behind.
An idea was born—an identity mistaken,
To suffice his want, a new life was taken.
Had he but talked, had he just expressed,
His wounded heart, had never been erased.
Maybe his actions could be changed—
A monster's urge, hidden and deranged.