At the Thought of You [poems]

58. How I Cope

"I love to paint

especially when the red

trickles down the canvas"

says the one that always

wears hoodies no matter

how hot it gets

"It's how I cope"

"I'm really good

at numbers"

says the one

with brittle bones

"It's how I cope"

"I'm a great actor"

says the one with dark circles

under their red eyes

"It's how I cope"

You see we are all drowning

in something

and most of the time

excuses fill our mouths

so no one has to worry

but they still notice

because

It's how they have coped

before too