I’ve always been infectious
Like mold spreading it’s roots
Ruining.
I thought that was all I could be
But you whispered to me the way
A smile could be infectious
A single thought inspired me
You tiled my whole perspective
And I rebuilt hoping for the same care I saw
In your eyes, to be mine to spread
From you I learned not to attack myself
The very thing that ever let me rot
And though there’s days where my head
Turns grey and
I feel that I’ll forget
I learned I can be infectious
The same way as a smile.
And sometimes, that’s enough to hold me through.
