9 July 2012
No one had noticed he'd changed He mopes around, broken, forlorn He puts in a smile to hide the pain But its no use; he's torn
Nothing he says is over or done Theres always a second opinion He just wants to be a kid, to laugh, have fun But now he's just hollywood's minion
They tease and taunt him, They call him gay He starts to wonder if talents a sin But he's not sure at the end of the day
However, he tries to start a new To become reborn But one thing is true Its no use; he's torn
He's Torn • Opuss № I