You created memories
And then got to move on
Leaving them untouched and perfect
Mine are being trampled.
Walked all over by my friends
My peers
I can't DO this
This constant emotional bombardment
It's killing me
Happy birthday to me...
This isn't working
Something needs to change
Everything needs to change
I saw a photo of our band from last year
our Wind Ensemble
the intern we all fell in love with
the conductor we adore
everyone was together
and I just...
gah.
I wanted to yell STAY
Sack race
thirteenth birthday party
start of seventh grade.
My two BFFs since kindergarten,
the one that slipped in from fourth grade,
the two I met in fifth -
then of course my party girlfriends
How lucky am I?
To feel loved?
In a household and a family and a school that makes me feel not worth it
not good enough
and I found someone outside of it all who loves me?
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