mmae_ee

autumn leaves fall by my feet

they crinkle and crunch.

i wake up one morning and take a walk by the stream

i notice the clouds my breath makes in the cold air

and i look up to the trees

one small leaf

hopefully the rain washes away the names

because almost everything changed

it shouldn't be

A+T

it should be

S+T

the rain washes away the names

some names stay there

summer '24 is when i cut off all my hair

and thats why you didn't notice me

summer '24 is when i went to music camp

and had the best time of my life

summer '24 is when i had that big argument with you

i'm not grumpy

i'm always happy

you say i seem grumpy on bad days

and thats why its called a bad day.

its always me

and never you

why is it always my fault but never yours?

tell me about your dreams 

about twisted trees 

and falling tea leaves 

tell me about how your dreams help you cope with grief 

it doesn't have to be brief