persephone2
the walls weren't white like all the stories say
some of them were pink
a few of them were blue
it wasn't very clean
but it wasn't dirty either
it was just a place with four walls
and a bunch of normal,
broken people
grains of sand
will never do
measure time
by who you love
and who loves you
they themselves are children
hoping for the best, expecting the worst
for there are no consequences for those who don't consider them