Tell me what I did wrong,

Was it the way I laugh at the wrong times?
Or maybe the way I just see smiling faces?

I don’t know.

I’m moving cinderblocks,
and you’re moving dandelions.

Why don’t you love me?

Grey consumes my life-
I thought you would be a definite,

I was wrong.

Wrong.

Wrong.

Wrong.

When I was a child
I thought the hardest thing to do
Was sharing my lunch box with the other kids

The scariest thing was
Fighting the monsters
In my dream

And the worst thing was
Having my toys taken from me
And not getting them back

But as I grew up
I finally realized that

The hardest thing to do
Was not sharing my lunch box
It was sharing itself

The scariest thing that could ever happened
Was not fighting the monsters in my dream
But fighting my own demons inside

And the worst thing
Was not having my toys taken away
It was letting them being taken away
And not do anything about it