Winter was my favorite
I enjoyed the warmth I sought in the cold
But now winter's different
Because my happiness was sold
It was sold for good grades
Staying up till my eyes hurt
Now I hide my pain
Under my long sleeve shirt
The days just get worse
So into my skin I tear
Crying myself to sleep
Knowing no one even cares
Winter is my favorite
Not because of the snowy field
But because when the cold hits my skin
I can see the ones that healed