Ways in which I'm sensitive:
If you call me ugly, I will try hard to look nice for you.
If you call me pretty, I will try even harder to
look even nicer for you.
If I see you smirking when you're sad, I'll wonder if
your father used to drink and drive with you in the
backseat.
If I see you tapping both your feet through the entire
eating disorder unit in health calss, I will wonder
if you're trying to burn more calories.
If you tap my shoulder or brush my arm, I will feel
much more part of the world until the class period
ends.
If you say something funny as we leave sixth hour
chemistry class, I'll hold onto the stupid grin you gave
me until someone takes it away.
If I see a flower between sidewalk cracks, I will
whisper wind between its petals because I'm a wilting
wallflower, and I need to talk to somebody who really
understands.
If I see jagged cuts in the gaps between the layered
bracelets you always wear,I will be especially sweet to
you, and when it's just you and me at the end of the
day because we both take forever to pack our bags, I
will let my sleeve drift up my arm to let you know
you're not alone.