The Question (2)

I thought like everyone else,
At first. Not knowing all the
While in opinions immersed.
And I agreed every time they
Called a hurtful name. I never
Thought I'd ever after have to
Cope with shame.
Then, one day, i pondered
Why I had not bothered to
See through the lie.
Yes, of course it was a
Lie, for I soon discovered
That this ridiculed boy
(yes, a boy)
was more kind and considerate
and forgiving than I. And
Although he was strange, I
Saw through that built up mask
Of other's lies, and I caught
Myself hoping I'd catch for
A moment, even the briefest
Glance from his eyes. How
Can I describe what change I went
Through when I realized this feeling?
Before I knew it, he was called
Away, I never saw him leaving.
And for a moment, there was a
Fleeting call. It said,
"You should have realized he was
Watching. Now he isn't here at all."
Who is this friend? Again you
Ask, but still, I cannot say.
I scorned and laughed upon his form
Whn he cared deeply every day.