The Little boy (Revised)

I once knew this little boy

he used to be happy

he prayed everyday

and had no problems.

This little boy loved himself

and was loved

he believed in himself

and loved to write.

I once knew this little boy

that i dont know anymore

He was stolen by desires

clothed in pain,

drowned in tears

and heartbreaks

and filled with self pity.

I once knew this little boy

that got lost in me.