She was an ocean
And I don’t know how to swim
She was summer
And I was winter
She was a blooming flower
And I was the desert in dry season
She was hip hop
And I was punk rock
She was athletic
And I was poetic
She was everything I wanted
And I never got a second glance from her
We would never work
But I tried anyways

I hope my mother is proud of me
I turned my pain into art
My past into my future
And everything that’s ever hurt me
Made me stronger
In what I do

Punch me in the face and let me feel something
Wrap your hand around my throat and make something feel close to me for once
Cut me on the arm and let the warmth  of a liquid finally leave my body