There was a child went forth every day
And all that he saw, he believed to be beautiful
Like the flowers that became a part of him as he picked lilies for the girl next door whose name was Lily
And she would giggle as he ran alongside her to fill jars of fireflies
Then the stars became a part of him as he sat up in bed, wishing upon one, wishing that his fireflies would live forever like the stars
And the grass became a part of him too as he kicked soccer balls and fell upon the ground, painting green smudge stains across his white uniform
That’s when soccer balls flew like the hands of the clock and turned into lacrosse balls
But still, everything was beautiful
Like the mountains that became a part of him as he climbed to the top of one and kissed the girl next door whose name was Lily
The wind became a part of him as it blew through his hair during thunderstorms
Then the deer became part of him as he shot one dead in the woods while hunting with his father
Its blood stained his brand new green cargo pants that day
That’s when lacrosse balls flew like the hands of the clock and turned into footballs
But many things were still beautiful
Especially the girl named Lily
Who became a part of him one night in the backseat of his car
And it was her wet-black mascara that stained his red shirt the next day
And he was confused
So he caught her one firefly and things were okay for a while
Until smoke also became a part of him once he tried his first drug
And that’s when footballs flew like the hands of the clock and turned into nothing
Because the boy got kicked off of his team
And things were no longer beautiful
Not even Lily
Because she wore too much eye liner
So darkness became a part of him after taking too many white pills
And his mind flew like the hands of the clock, falling into a dream
But he never woke up
