Napkins

Someone new is trying to hold me,

it's so foreign,

they are trying to take your place it seems,

but I think that's exactly what I need,

to look beyond this misery.

 

I feel confused,

am I happy?

Am I sad?

All I wanted was to become your family.

 

It seems that won't happen,

I clean up my spilled mess of emotions with napkins,

but they leak through,

Now I'm forced to paint this default smile back on again.

C-L-S

VT

17 years old

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    Some where a child picks springs new dandelions,

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