After a year, you talk
Like I was
Already alright.
I am. I am now better.
But I was enough
For you to think
That you have
Enough ears, enough eyes
To *look at you.
feel you
Touch you*
I was mesmerized
By the idea
That you were
More than enough...
You were a dream.
were..
I should be happy,
I should be okay
maybe these are the same thoughts in your pretty little head
Thing is I'm okay
I'm alright
I'm better now.
Alive.