The child played alone.
Having fun doing so.
Then the idea came to integrate into society.
Only, this child had no idea about the ups and downs of such an endeavour.
An endless wheel that made no sense, a closer look shows the persons.
Zoom out and into groups, they appear to be having adventures inside and out.
What's fitting in mean? He thought.
Basically, this child grew unhappy, from chasing something he's not meant for.
Behind closed curtains, this child was angry, with a temper, but also cooled that hotness.
Behavioral issues, fighting with his brother.
Needs unmet, from no longer serving himself but a servant to others.
I respect that child, for choosing to stay away from that inner hate even though it's unsolved.
To close that book, that child needs to be understood.
Not buried, but that I can now do.