the boy is sad, they said
i know, i answered:
“the world wants him dead”
“i’m fine,” he’ll yell when we banter
though he knows i know he’s lying
he grew up thinking that to matter
you couldn’t show anyone your crying
and so when he’s sad, he climbs a ladder
and never promises that he’ll climb back down
You know... you've been wearing long sleeves a lot.
I know it's cold out... but...
I just really, really care about you and I am WAY over analyzing, but I'm just a little bit worried 'cause you wear multiple layers of long sleeves... you can tell me anything, you know. I'd rather know than wonder and worry. I just really hope you're okay.
— The End —