Art.
We all worry if we are simply good enough.
Of the light that shines,
Will land on us.
All of this time,
We morn for the time that we used to have.
Shed tears for the reasons we lost.
And think of what we want.
What do you have?
Are you aware of the things you've done?
The consequences that your actions have.
The cost of your crying.
Do you even know why you are crying?
Sugar.
Everyone wants what they want.
And calls a need something you can't live without.
Sugar spread over the words that were spoken.
Sticky.
Sticky with the lies webbing the words countless.
Open.
Your voice,
Unheard.
Your smile,
Fading.
And your world... Cringing.
They see the cover,
A cover of a book.
But the feeling behind the words never felt.
A quiet laugh to change the direction.
A small smile to change the color of your eyes.
Always looking for a glitch.
A crisis.
Scan the surface,
Don't look within the sand.
You'll never find the purple shells.
( I adore you if you got the last part.)
