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The Boys That Can Stay


Most days, boys are just trouble,

But lately, something’s changed,

And suddenly, three of them mean more than the rest.

But what they don't know is that their little actions

And most of them haven't done anything too special

But their actions have made a world of difference

 

Of all the boys I have met, Kevin is the deepest

He is always there for me when I need him most

He is like a life preserver

He’s an option to go to for support

Andhas been thrown at me

In more ways than one

And I couldn't be happier every single time

 

Then there is Nelson,

Nelson is like an elf-on-the-shelf—

always in over his head in mischief,

If I ever need to vent about one of the girls

I go to Nelson

Nelson doesn’t really like any of the girls

And even if he did, he would still stay for the drama

Although he often gets on my nerves

I still can’t imagine my school without him

 

Looking back further, there is a boy I know all too well

I met Wesley when I was 8

He’s like a really WWII-obsessed tin man

Wes has never weighed more than 80 pounds his entire life

And bruises when you barely poke him with a pencil

Wes can go on for hours about WWII

Then beg me to fill him in on the drama

As I wake up from the nap I took, trying to pay attention to him

But Wes has a good sense of humor

And is one of my oldest friends

 

All in all, those three have saved me on my worst days

And caused most of them too

But I can’t imagine life without them

So even though we all have love-hate relationships

If all the boys in the world had to go away

These three would be the last boys standing beside me

The ones I would choose to stay: my chaos, my comfort, my crew.

 

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A young girl chasing a dream that can't be caught, Holding onto hope that is too far gone Losing her mind trying to help others get theirs back Prayers go unanswered no matter what she does It's the life of no one, no one but me

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Deeply personal; celebrates three specific boys and speaker's relationships.

SparseMeasureDense

Moderate density; multiple character sketches and reflection on relationships.

DarkSentimentBright

Predominantly positive; affection and gratitude dominate despite tensions.

StillEnergyExplosive

Conversational pacing; energetic descriptions balanced by reflective moments.

MicroLengthEpic

Approximately 40-45 lines; falls in 31-60 range.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Multiple similes (life preserver, elf-on-shelf, tin man) sustain ornamental language.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Pure lyric internal voice; introspective first-person throughout.

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