You

You are not the time you stumbled down the stairs You are not the nerves that cloud your words You are not the scars you hold You are not evil You are not broken You are not selfish

You are the way your feet slide across the grass while dancing You are the smile that brightens my day You are the laugh that everyone agrees is contagious You are the arms always held wide for others You are good You are whole You are kind

Maybe the boy from the first stanza deserves to die But you deserve to thrive