i tried.

tell me that i am

not okay

i mean

am i valid enough

to be labeled

to be put in a jar

of "sick" kids

i dont know if im sick

i know somethings wrong

but ive been told my

its hard to tell

if i want to date her

or be her

its hard to tell

if i want to date him

or be him

who am i?

i keep myself the same

because im afraid if i change

i will lose you

i love spring

anyone who knows me knows that

i love how the butterflies swarm me

and the pixies make you cough

and how you can taste summer

in the sweet honeydew maple air

on the other side of autumn