Hold My Hand

I can't breathe

My heads against the

Stall wall

The coldness keeping me

From passing out

My feet are on the

Gross ground

Trembling

I can barely tell

That the floor is solid

When I was little

My favorite color

Was pink

I wore dresses

To school

With matching

Floral headbands

Then I turned ten

Let me tell you a story

Of a girl who loved stories

A girl who waited for

Her story to start

A girl who wished on dandelions

For true love