Poem about Moriarty as a kid. I'm not usually big on poetry, but I felt like it. Enjoy, and please review!

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People say I'm different

People say I'm good

People like it when I'm happy

Like I'm some Robin Hood

But behind me I hear talkings.

Whispers.

Mutters.

Jeers.

They say there's something not quite right with

How I smile through my tears

With how my grin's all funny

And how I never laugh

And sometimes I am warm and sunny

Like Death's my second half

Now people say I'm different

And people say I'm bad

Cause of that small accident

That swimmer Carl had

And before me they are talking

No more whispers.

Mutters.

Jeers.

But no one really KNOWS it's me

As evidence disappears.

I need a brand new playmate

Someone just like me

Who will play the game and know

How fun it all can be.