i noticed you back in the 6th grade,
your blue eyes,
your light brown hair,
your shy smile.
you don't think of me as i think of you,
you never will.
when i see you in the hallways i fell bliss,
i feel warmth,
i feel lust,
i feel lighted up.
you make me happy.

im sitting here in my bed,
thinking of all the mistakes i've made.
i am no longer happy,
i am someone i don't want to be anymore.
i live in fear,
i live in sadness.
i miss my childhood,
i miss my not being lonely.
i just want to be happy again.

we are the youth,
we are the depressed ones,
we are the lonely ones,
we are the heartbroken ones,
we are the confused ones,
we are the youth.