Broken Baby Boy

I am a broken baby boy caged in by my own mind.

I want nothing more than to be held by love and cradled with care.

But nobody wants a broken baby boy, they want the shiny cute blushing baby boys.

I want to be a blushing baby boy, instead I am left broken in my stream of tears.

I am devoid of intimacy and bereft of love.

I wander this long path of lonely that doesn't seem to have an end.