Hey you...
Little boy.
Staring at the wall.
What's on your mind?
Do you feel the same way I do?
Can you see the way I see?
Yes... life's hard.
But one day,
when ur as old as I am.
U'll know.
How sweet it is,
To be loved,
And to love.
How funny things can be,
One moment your on the top of the world,
and the next you're looking up the sky,
at the clear blue clouds above.
Wondering how, and why.
Its a precious thing,
this thing called life.
Don't ever let anyone tell you,
'Its not worth living',
'Its too hard',
'Its not gonna happen'.
because its too precious..
To let go of.
DO you know why,
I set out to do,
what I had to do?
No, I guess not.
Not everyone bothers.
I live, to make sure people live.
Does that sound funny to you?
Yes, it did to me too.
I always cared for others.
So much so that I forget myself.
I cheer people on,
So much that I forget to move forward myself.
I was always there to give,
So much that people take,
Until I had no more.
And at the end of the day,
Little boy.
Where do i stand?
After giving away so much.
I sleep now in the streets,
playing an old violin,
so passers-by can give me a penny,
to buy my bread.
I drink from the morning dews that gather,
on the leaves near my old little hut near the gutters.
I have no one to love no more,
Because they called me a fool.
Ihave no frens no more,
Because they said I was too willing,
and too silly.
ANd they told me,
that my life was wasted,
that it was not worth living,
That it was all gone down the drain,
Which is ironically,
Where I sleep at night.
LIttle boy,
Listen close, and listen well.
Yes,I am nobody.
Right now, the world mocks me behind my back.
They laugh at my stupidity,
They jeer and they sneer and they call me awful names.
But, little boy,
I am not shaken.
I blamenobody.
I still live strong,
I still give, when I possibly can.
Do you know why?
Because for what I have done,
there are now hundreds,
maybe more,
that are living a GOOD life.
There are souls,
that were once lost,
that have found thier way.
There are children,
who never had the chance,
being born into the world today.
I may be a beggar,
N I may wear dirty old clothes.
But my life and soul,
little boy,
is enriched.
I sleep well at night.
I eat well.
I know no desire,
vice or malice.
I require no liquor,
no sex, no greed or envy.
For I have given this world,
My best,
My everything.
And I am still living my life,
the way I want it to be.
Let them jeer and sneer and laugh and mock,
For I need not live in their shadow,
Or the walls they build inside thier heads.
My soul is pure, and my heart is true.
And that, little boy,
Is what's important.
because for all that matters, little boy.
people can take away your life,
your fortune, your waelth;
your achievements, your dreams,
your goals,your ambition,
your work, your credit,
your fame, your position.
But they will never, ever...
Take away your pride,
your soul, and your heart.
That is one legacy,
That I am set out to do.
So don't cry, little boy.
They cant hurt you,
they cant harm you,
They can only mock and jeer and sneer and laugh,
But these things don't matter,
To the heart.
-Little Boy-
VanRyuzuki
