Writing

I have people who will hold me 

Love me

Splash me in sparkles and giggles and emails

And I have people who will hurt me

Snark

Sarcasm

Never really laughing

Never really there

Just take me away from here

Whisper stories of starlight and fire

Water scrambling over rocks

Iron in my eyes

Just take me away from here

To a fantasyland where it's us

Just us

You

Don't get it

Don't get me

Where did the magic go?

I literally do have to be the best

You can't see outside your own opinions

And I'm a hypocrite

Following a faulty compass but

When I was little

My favorite color

Was pink

I wore dresses

To school

With matching

Floral headbands

Then I turned ten

Is it so wrong for you to look at me?

Is it so bad to smile my way?

You act like I'm untouchable, a flea,

But yet you kiss me whispers and my hair you play. 

I wasn't always like this-

I wasn't always with friends or have perfect grades. I didn't always have shoulder lengthen hair.

I didn't always have eyes that changed colors depending on everything.