There once was a boy, with no one to hold,
No place to go, no where to call home.
Lonely and sad he went to the forest,
To find a friend yet no luck maybe for the best
He was cursed with something great
A curse he will always hate
Everything he loved, cared for, thought of
Turned into ashes no matter what he does
With no one to care for, no one to be with
He wondered the world and became a myth
He met a girl with red hair and a stuffed bear
She became his friend who he loved and cared
He gave her a hug smaller and smaller she became
Sooner and sooner a pile of ashes remain
In misery he threw a tantrum in much pain
He isolated himself and slowly became...Insane
