today you made me
smile like a school girl.
grin so wide if only
you could see it.
im not good at writting
this happy shit
im use to addiction
eating disorders
and cursive words
of a broken town
i am chained to.
but some how
your making it bearable.
not by smoking it to
nothing but an hullucination.
but helping me see
life is aloud to be beautiful
in a sober way.
i havent been around
people who thought about
it that way in a while.
prehaps cause we become
broke trying to buy
plastic smiles
from the local dollar store.
slips to the guidance
councillor remind me
more and more each day
of us begging to the bank
for a loan
to something that does not
have a price
or a time stap of when
it expires.
we just really want a reason
to smile.
your helping me find a
reason to smile.
let it be you or our
conversations
or a diffrent outlook
on life.
your helping me.
your actually helping me.
i dont to know
how to thank you
for that.
12:08 am
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altercation of self-actualization《poetry
Poetryal•ter•ca•tion noun 1. a noisy argument or disagreement espically in public self-ac•tu•al•i•za•tion noun 1. the realization or fulfilment of ones talents and potentialities, espically conisdered as a drive or need present in everyone
