And there can be cracks from the fire;
scars that are carved on his soul
But cracks and scars are a reminder
- a man hasn’t always control

A man isn’t shaped by his childhood;
it’s all in the choices he makes
And how he can mend all the pieces
together, whenever he breaks

And he can be broken and mended;
and he can have been torn apart
But in the end that doesn’t matter
- a man keeps his strength in his heart

A man isn’t born from his mother;
he’s born in the midst of a war
And when he returns from the battle
he’s not the same man as before

Some of them come back home stronger;
Some of them break and succumb
Hardship will always uncover
What kind of man he’s become

And then there’s the boy who was bitten
He healed, fell in love and evolved
He did what he thought was the best thing
for all of the people involved

A boy who knows where he is going;
a boy who knows how he’ll react
A boy that is something as rare as
a man with his morals intact

15/9 2013