Pages and Pages.


It's like

I'm walking

On sunshine

When you look

At me

You make me feel

Like I'm special

Like my life's

Not a waste

Like I'm worth

Something

But I don't want to be

The person who sits

Crying in her room

Scribbling broken words

Across pages

Because her life isn't

Going too well

Yes, so you make me

Feel happy

But I can't use you

As a way to make me smile

When I'm down

Because you still break me.