Shining shells and castles high,

Spades in hand and azure sky,

You and I and oceans blue,

Crabs below - hey, peekaboo!

Towels wrapped around our backs,

Feeding selves some dainty snacks,

Chasing you beneath palm trees,

Holding in my every sneeze.

Shoulder taps and happy screams,

"Tag, you're it!" and changing teams,

Running far and laughing loud,

Maneuvering between the crowd.

Just like now, it's twelve years later,

No more sunshine, just full of haters,

Scratching car and scribbling names,

Missing clothes and calling blame.

Slut and whore - insults galore,

Bullying past every door,

I guide you best, I swear I do,

My intent pure on helping you.

I promise you it'll be okay,

I'm begging you to stay away,

Fingers crossed, you hold my hand,

Tomorrow comes, but you? You can't.

Shining shells and castles high,

Spades in hand and azure sky,

You and I and oceans blue,

I pray that heaven's like that too.