Story of Silvester

Mr. Happy go lucky Silvester, is just enjoying his life as a teenager.

Going to clubs almost every weekend, and spent time at his friends house almost every day.

He rarely spent time with his family, 'cause in his view he is suffocated in his house.

He has a grand father that granted him everything, and he took advantage of it.

All of those times, he was being lectured about his ways of living, he never listened.

He taught, he already know a lot, but what really is missing was his heart.

His heart got filled with anger and agitation towards the world and his freedom.

His own family questioned his likes and hobbies for a start, how can it be good, right?

Not siding Silvester, he did acquire lessons for his own self.

Doing what he did in the past, made him a better man.

Although, this girl that he really loved, fucked him over in a lot of ways,

he didn't have a choice but to be more miserable than ever topping his prior situation.

After all of those scenarios, he tried to prove himself right to his family and friend.

Nobody listened, nobody cared, he felt like shit, he didn't wanna continue living.

As days passed, to months, and years, he was in the same cycle of love and hate.

He was forgiven, and forsaken, then forgiven again now forgotten.

I can't blame his family, for forgetting him, he done things that are way out of hand.

Starting from doing things that the family didn't find any good, he kept doing them.

Time came that he was searching for this answer, to a question once thrown to him.

"What is it that you are bound to face in the future, do you really know yourself that well young man?"

Confused as an untrained dog being ordered to sit, he just got whipped.

Whipped with the metaphorical words that his friends threw at him.

As moments passed, he started to learn and opened his eyes to reality.

He quoted "I'm quite blessed with this new found happiness in me, I must keep smiling"

Left and right, he saw a lot of wrong doings, he can't keep his eyes shut.

He talks to himself inside closed 4 walls, like a crazy person.

He isn't really crazy, he just claimed that no one understands him anyway,

So he kept on trying to find the answer to the question that was given to him.

That is just the past, now let's go to the present time.

Silvester, found himself in a new area, an area full of dreams, and heart breaks.

He was used left and right by the people he named friends, without him complaining.

He just learned from their mistakes, and even taught them big lessons himself.

Now Silvester is more grown than ever, no one can touch his experience but the people who is still walking beside him.

He met a good friend named, Sam. A good guy, who shares the same will as him.

They both are aiming for a good life, using their skills as the answer, and at the end of every night, it was all a heart break and a headache.

They always question the same things, "why the fuck are we living this life?, with these talents that we possess, we should be living a way better life than this Silvester" Sam said.

Sam and Silverster, battled they're way through hate with their skills and nice taste of clothing.

They mastered dancing, the art of magic, and the art of music.

With that, they started to get respect, and seen as new people.

New people that may have a big shot at really changing their lives for a start.
Lost Boys was made, that grew to MnM's.

Up to now, they are still both struggling, find ways to make their life better.

Everybody promised them things, that made them fall hard.

Got them thinking, "Why, why after all of the appreciation we got, we still got this? Do we really deserve to feel like we are nothing? Fuck all of these people who are acting like they do understand us, they will never understand us until they walk in these shoes that we even hate."

Time passed, it's been a year. They both progressed big on their skill and they're still receiving the same shit as before. I don't know how they still end up on the same cycle as before.

In my eyes, they should have gotten more appreciation than that. They should be living a better life now, but no, they're still in a struggle.

I wish I knew the answer to their question, I wish I have the power to help them. All I got is wits, money isn't everything but it's necessary as a stepping stone to their success.
I believe, soon they are going to have their time as brothers from soul and experience.
I will not stop believing until we are running away from cameras and people trying to get our autographs forcibly.