I don't know why I thought
You'd crack
I underestimate
your tact
The ice that coats
your back
Like quills
Its not about what we lack
Its how we struggle
with our scars
How we carry
what isnt ours
Why i feel guilty
for being seen
And you think you know
what that means
But it isnt yours to
help wipe clean
Letting others do their work is hard
Especially if you see
the missing part
The piece of the puzzle
That fell under the table
And the others are just
jammed together
In an effort to seem like
everything's better
But the picture is only distorted
Its little me having anxiety
over building the fort
Because after everything
It doesn't last
Eventually it gets put back
And we lie in our beds
With our hands on our heads
Missing what we built
What we had
What we willingly broke down
Like nothing ever happened
The world seems the same
A natural disaster cleaned up.
But the earth still holds the pain
It bubbles up when it rains
Oh how I miss you some days
But something needed to change
And the hardest part is
you're still in range
The new you
Blasting angry beats
Wearing dark hoodies
Darting on your feet
Like an outsider on our street
I don't know this version
But I hope if we ever do meet
You smile for no reason
I hope you melt with the season
I wish only the best for the best
It may seems impossible
But you can beat this test
The living lettuce
Was the last item needed
And you succeeded.
So you're on to your next level
But I can stay sitting on your shoulder
The angel to your devil
the midnight party in your heart
The limb you can still feel
Even when we're apart
And I can love you forever
Because that's the easy part
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