I keep reaching
for something I know I can't have
But I decide
To waste my energy anyway
All I want is for
you to look at me
The way you look at him
I'm searching for that
To hold on to
My arm outstretched
But I'm reaching for air
I can't reach
This
This thing that I dream of
Dreams that come
In the form of nightmares
Maybe it's time
For me to stop
And realize
I can't hold air
So I should stop reaching
Whispers travel in the halls at school
Weaving into people's brains
And people decide whether they like
What is going on
In a split second
There was this book
That I used to read
When I was younger
It talked about all these women
All these women
Who did amazing things
When magnets are placed the right way
They connect
When they're placed the wrong way
They use everything in their power to stay away
From each other
They resist
With a force
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