Nothing I Could Ever Write

Remembering April

When I feel alone
and I'm walking home
from the glorious prison
that thinks that it owns

all that it touches
it turns into glass
they touched me and I shattered
but I guess that time has passed

as I walk home
from my prison cell
the earth makes me feel something
I couldn't have felt

on my own I am peppy
even when skies are gray
or when snow drifts down gently
like children at play

but today I feel something
is missing and lost
and I can't quite figure
where it's from or where it's gone

I know it will make
me feel okay
so I run after the sun
before today fades away

I realize shivering
makes running quite hard
in a world full of ice
everything seems way too far

then my epiphany comes
my earth shattering truth
I've been missing April
and the things it can do

the warmth on my skin
along with the cold
the scent of the rain
the freedom not to be told

if dancing with raindrops
is out of fashion or style
or if with April comes flowers
after a while

I miss the warmth on my skin
in my heart and my lungs
the sun and the summer
is what teens are made of

with nature things fade
including the winter
and all of my chills
the cold and my shivers

I'll let go of the past
and let in the new
I'm remembering April
and the world is too