Teenage girl, my emotions are very runny
They overflow, no matter how many tissues I have by my side.
I sit myself down and I listen to myself
I wouldn't say I'm isolating myself
Simply taking time for myself
I don't run away, and try to act like I'm not hurting
I accept
All of the ugliness
The sadness, the dirt
Out of that dirt will grow flowers
No one could have the audacity to cut them
And call it love
I don't outshine others
We shine together
On rainy days
We give thanks
Our tears hidden in the midst of heavy rain
We give thanks
We don't need tissues