Woke up with a cherry bomb
Fuzzy mornings are best
Watching water fall like stardust
Over flowers that will soon
Shrivel and die
Wishing the world always looked like it does through
my window
Like it does through
Hazel eyes.
Can’t pretend to be someone I’m not
My strength?
It’s fragile
My heart?
Locked
I held the key once, but now it belongs to anyone but me
You, perhaps?
I hate fear, but I’m
afraid
Of not being good enough
for you,
And worst of all,
Of not being good enough
for me.
Cherry bomb
Cherry bomb
Another one, please.
