from nowhere, to now here.

Surrounded by a shield, inside there’s someone welled up.
He doesn’t trust anyone. ANYONE.
He draws you in slowly, making you want to know more, and more….
but then he’ll leave, what an utter disappointment.

He describes his feelings with words, his thoughts with actions,
you think you know him more than you do, but you don’t.

He pursues his anger into hate, his sadness into fake smiles,
He looks tough, but yet he faces breakdowns you could never imagine.

He’s my idol. He’s complex, yet very predictable for me.