I wish it wasn’t true..

Once upon a time.. …there was this dude who was all nice and friendly and came across as being a real cool guy.. And we had some fun together and I shared my toys with him and he let me throw things at him and pull his hair. But there was always something about him I could not quite put my finger on.. I had a feeling that he had some deep darkness lurking just beneath the surface.  But how can this be? He is supposed to be such a good boy! Goes to church all the time..Is a Youth leader.. Says all the right things.. Makes all the right noises.. BUT… I couldn’t help but feel that his smile was only skin deep.. And then he starts to change.. Feels less inclined to put on the smile when he is alone and thinks no-one is looking.. …the cracks...