This poem isn't that good. It doesn't rhyme which is a first for me.

I really liked the picture although it didn't relate to the poem too much. Haha. Enjoy?
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Its hard sometimes
In those times of being insecure
To see the reflection of a broken child
Who's smile will be nevermore
The gloomy eyes stare back
Begging to be kind and fair
To hold out a helping hand
Protect his heart from being torn
For someone to patch the wounds
Put the pieces back and sew the seam
To wish for a brighter future
And hope love will find its way
