little boy - 2nd draft

I don't recognize that boy in those pictures 

Apparently, he and I share a name

His smile lost to thoughtlessness,

for which thinking was to blame 

Have you seen this boy? 

Some people think he's near

Sometimes I get the feeling

he's hiding around here

Right in front of our eyes

Hidden under lies

and clouds thick with confusion

in a fractured, diffuse mind 

He's sleeping next to demons

who wait for him to wake 

He tries to dream of angels 

but only sees a snake 

His body grew beyond him

He's well aware of the time 

He wants to say "hello," 

but can only act in mime

Or so, that's what I've heard

The story's awfully strange

With every moment passing,

the sentences seem to change