i took
the half empty glass
of my
soul
and held it out to you
poured it into your lap
when all i wanted to do was
hide
but then i looked up
and realized that maybe
it was not as
important
as i thought
because you were turned away
and didn’t even feel it
spill onto you
maybe it was
only tears,
only water
after all
the half empty glass
of my
soul
and held it out to you
poured it into your lap
when all i wanted to do was
hide
but then i looked up
and realized that maybe
it was not as
important
as i thought
because you were turned away
and didn’t even feel it
spill onto you
maybe it was
only tears,
only water
after all
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.



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