by Sarah Kirchner ’21
It seemed as if it was another day
Of rolling out of bed with a bad start,
I know why it’s been this way.
Ever since I lost my work of art.
It was you who made me want to live,
And made me feel like a sun inside.
I pushed further because you were my drive.
You saw the potential, even though I denied.
But soon that feeling disappeared.
The sun you made became like dust,
And I became the person I feared.
And I started to wonder, what happened to trust?
You know you lost it all
Just like I lost you
Because you wanted to see a fall
And got lost in the view.