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Because I love you When I was crumbling, the world morphing Spinning around me like a top in Wonderland I still came to you, and pulled myself together I stitched you up, Put you together,
Can you belive it? It's almost over. HIgh school as we know it will just be a memory, A memory that will last us a lifetime. Friends. Clubs. Teachers. Classes. All just a memory.
I'll explain, and I'll try not to weep as I speak. But please listen, and don't ridicule me. Things occur for a reason just like the transitions in every season. The love I have for Him has sprouted up, and will not wilt.
Take a second to breathe, to listen. To hear the laughing and the whispering. I get it, we all do, it's old news. I'm gay, yes it's true. Yet you don't understand, acting rude and all whack.
How come we can't belive nor will we receive the golden medal of grace? Is it because we can't pin point a gift or talent, or we've ran astray? Or maybe it's because we can't
First day of high school, I wore a dress to impress and I guess I was subjective to the people that I messed with, but it didn't stop there. People were staring at the waistline of my elastic that made me look fat.
Weave me through words to be heard. Break my heart as my fingers feel out the words. Cradle my trust with an untitled promise. Let me fulfill these things through writing poetry, or let me be done.
Okay, you've done it, Are you happy now? You've crushed my soul, You're not stopping to help me pick it up. "Come on back," you say, What do you want now? Another piece of my heart?
You promised a chance A moment to prove, To leave all out on the court There is nothing to lose. Yet alone here I sit Observing, lightheaded, voice sore, The encouragement failing