Wilson

Masked from all light, hidden in plain sight His outside appearance is fake, with interference From his brain, he hears it, dazed with incoherence The boy afraid to try, shrouded by fright. No means for motivation, even less of inspiration The laughs will cover that, the smile, the party hat His parents will want him back, but not until after the fact He’s filled with anticipation to complete the elimination Just leave the boy alone, let him cope on his own Let him pretend he’s alright, when he’s outside, he’ll get by He’ll be fine, says the one who’s never dealt with these signs Just make sure that he knows that you love him before he goes Masked from all light, hidden in plain sight The boy afraid to fly, yet unafraid to die Confused with what is right, many will ask why Why he did what he did, but all he can do is lie. Goodbye.