Nothing has to be done
Open that door and run

Stress is staying behind
Today be no more blind
Run in the direction of your heart
Expel the nonsense and be smart
Stress is a curse when nearby
Say to stress forever goodbye

The stress from today
Travels with me again tomorrow
Like weights on my shoulders
Unable to be thrown off
Until daylight shines
Lifting it away
But not for very long
Because the stress from yesterday
Starts again tomorrow.

Mirror mirror, on the wall
Cracked and broken
Tarnished and dull
A precious token
Never meant to fall

Red...
There's so much red.
Swirling around my toes,
Running through my fingers,
Staining my hands,
Dripping down my face.
Dying my hair red turns my shower into a ****** scene.

He walks,
unaware of the eyes that follow each step,
unaware of the hearts he absentmindedly carries in tow.

That boy,
what a beautiful diamond he is.

He shines so, so, so bright
that I'm almost blinded.

Almost, because if I let myself get blinded,
I'll risk never seeing the boy that has become the muse of my work.

I see him everywhere;
in the spaces between each star,
in the pages of the books I have yet to discover.

I believe that the world works wonders,
and what a wonder that boy is.