boys= nasty and dress bad
me= somehow still likes boys and is disappointed in myself and thinks i should do better
You are not a burden.
You are not a bother.
You enhance the lives of others.
People smile, not groan, when you text them.
It pains me to know that such places exist,
where mountains kiss the unreachable sky
and the sea always returns to a denying shore,
where wildflowers have conquered
and forests are not afraid of fire.
Yet, my roots have tangled into the soil
of where they’ve always been and call it home.
Where there are no mountains
and the sea is only a myth,
where wildflowers never stood a chance
and forests are a thing of the past.