I Don't Have

on the spot

i don't have all the right words

and sometimes

i feel

i'm not that same girl

you saw

back in middle school

but 

i was always too scared

to change

i was never good at it

so i built this bubble

to keep inside

all the hurt

and pain 

i felt

i try to escape 

to my cave

high

on reality

but the bubble

kept following me

and now

when i think of you

i think of all the things

i don't have