i am stuck here.
wrapped in the stupidity of the unforgiving world.
i grasp on to every word, laced with hope,
and i hide things inside me to keep myself from crumbling.
my happiness radiates like a bright ray of sunshine,
and my sadness falls into the shadows, thankfully unnoticed.
i live in this world to be here.
i happily eat up all inspiration
and hope to be the bright blue of somebodies orange filled day.
my life like the seasons,
i am unsure of how long it will last,
and winter always turns into spring eventually,
but creatures die in the winter
and i'll die too one day