Try

 

Try

I try hard to find the best
In all I am witness to
I glory in my friend’s good fortune
And tend to wallow in my solitude

I ache with all my feelings
I love with my open heart
I try to hide my crumbling face
So as not to fall apart

Boxes

Boxes

How obvious
I color within the lines
literally
I am bound by the size
of the boxes
they give to me
I fill them just so
I yearn to fill the empty
with colors and rainbows
in the end they just cover me
with x's and o's.