PROLOGUE
Anxious and reserved, he entered his secondary chapter
A shy boy greeted by pristine hallways and youthful laughter
But targets came locked and loaded as he went about his day
Dubious words of vitriol that would always come his way

Yet one fateful day sparked a sequence of events
He said “enough is enough” and forged another self with motivational intent
“I’ll prove people wrong” he said chipping away at his “imperfections”
Sculpting a “Jack of All Trades” persona, he had gained all their affection

His outside appearance now reflected an ethereal glow
But deep down he knew, some people were just there for show
Always overcompensating, he knew their love was fake
For some of those people were the same tormenters in their garden of snakes

ACT 1
His porcelain visage would be maintained for three whole years
But in secret he denied who he was amongst his delicate fears
A self-imposed happiness, he wouldn’t allow himself an ounce of melancholy
He burdened himself in shackles of fake smiles and folly
“Always be positive, don’t ever complain”
Despite hearing people out, some never gave out the same

But one day he ran towards some radiant energy
It was a boy he would admire, but in the future would also envy
On his birthday the boy gave a gift the receiver would always treasure
Burning Red was this body of work that would change the trajectory of his life forever

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