every sad teen
with dead eyes
who hates their parents
and thinks the world is ****

was once a happy kid
with bright eyes
who believed their parents were heroes
and that anything was possible

when someone dies
we try to hold onto
their memory
every little thing
about them:
what their laugh was like,
their favorite food,
the things that made them sad

we try to hold onto
them so hard
like grains of sand
no matter how hard you try
the pieces will eventually slip
through your fingers
forgotten forever

seasons change
life goes on
you'll forget me
when I'm gone

I was in love with you
with the silly things you did
and obnoxious words you said
but over night
you changed
there's now nothing
for you to do
or say
that'll bring back
who I fell for

cute boys
making me sad
with little smirks
and big promises

special feelings
in my tummy

if only I knew
I was just a play
in their book
of games