The Boy Not Afraid to Cry

you were once a glitter star
don’t be a media sensation
it’s to late to stop the presses now
who am i to expect more
words of wisdom drive me wild
I’m a honey comb creation
so real i freak on the things i felt
a golden key unlocks the world
don’t turn your back now
oh why’d you change
you can’t touch perfection
what’s left for me to believe…..
uniforms
like a clown was surely made
he must feel
he’s a star cast against the haze…..
it was in his eyes
the boy not afraid to cry
it was in his eyes
the boy not afraid to cry

*(matthew bowers)*
1993