Sleep isn’t my friend anymore,
It's not welcomed with a big smile and hug.
It doesn’t even knock on the door half of the time,
Sometimes I force that ***** to come in.
Sleep likes to welcome everyone to the party;
Dreams.
They are not asked for.
Memories of your face and how it felt to be next to you.
Sleep comes and goes just like the past.
It does as it pleases.
One minute there, the next gone.

You make me feel all different ways.
You make me love you in five second,
Then turn around and make me hate everything.

These feelings are new, and I don’t know how to react.

It’s like a toddler with a lemon;
They know it’s sour after the first taste,
But will continue to lick the fruit.

It’s like two children with a new toy;
They’ll fight over it,
Until they get bored.

It’s like getting a new puppy;
All you feel is love and joy,
But you know that’s only because the pup is new.

You are my like my coffee in the morning,
Without you I’m dull and spiritless,
But with you I’m complete.

That’s how I know you’re my happiness.

With you I forget all the bad,
I let myself lick the lemon,
I don’t think of the consequences when fighting for the new toy,
I love the puppy always, no matter how old it gets,
And I always drink my morning coffee,
All because I know you’re worth it.

Pressured at the age of eleven to allow unwanted hands crawl up my body,
Pressured at the age of fifteen to give up my virginity,
Pressured at the age of sixteen to give into my addiction of feeling accepted -
Not accepted by others, but by boys who only love you if you give them handjobs.