The Boy With Eyes Like Autumn Leaves (Darren Criss Poem)

There's a boy who has eyes,

like new autumn leaves,

who stopped at nothing,

before he achieved.

He's a boy with a mop,

of curly dark hair,

with a knack for singing,

and a smile to share.

He's a Disney fanatic,

a true Prince Charming,

his love for his fans,

is almost alarming.

He'll play the piano,

and strum his guitar,

a worthy musician,

and now a film star.

He helped us through love,

and now we wont moan,

we'll just plug in our iPod,

and sing "Not Alone."

He swears like a sailor,

and forgets his own words,

he'll always be a Starkid,

if not, "That's absuurd."

Though his new famous life,

has now been unfurled,

he still wants to be,

a "Part Of Your World."

On Glee, he's a star,

and now it would seem,

he's "Sex on a stick,

and sings like a dream."

But to some he's just Harry,

to them, Harry Potter,

and compared to Daniel,

he'll always be hotter.

Or maybe he's Blaine,

with his dapper bow tie,

representing the gays,

at McKinely High.

He's just a fanboy,

who made his break through,

but he's only a human,

a dumb human like you.

He always gives more,

than he ever receives,

he's the boy who has eyes,

like new autumn leaves.