little boy

a little boy smiles with a lonely word.
a little boy smiles in a lonely world.
change a person, change the world
- he thinks - but who's willing to change him?
or better, who's able to change him?
because there's no one there
except for himself.
the pain is inevitable,
but suffering is optional,
so he chooses to go on with is life,
but what kind of life is it?
at least it's one he knows
and one that he can change.
it could be easier following the flow
but it's a path that leads to somewhere,
wherever that somewhere may be...
whatever the changes that may be made...
- it feels like philosophy or math -
whoever is changed by him,
and whoever change his path