My little deviant
Drinking away their sorrow
Hating life, wanting a better tomorrow
Smoking weed to numb the pain
But flaring up anxiety instead
Wishing they were dead
Wanting to be heard
Wanting to be understood
To be loved for who they are
My love for you is not so far...
Away: Live for today
Lean on your friends
This nightmare will end
Some day
I love you, don't be a runaway
I think of you everyday
© JoyWhitsonBell