Love might not be the cure
but strength it offers all things to endure

Money is merely a measure
         not about wellbeing, nor pleasure

I believe you,
Because I believe there is goodness
In talking about the badness.  
Because turning a blind eye is the same as selling your soul.

I believe you,
Because I’ve faced the monsters too.
And I’ve found the monsters under the bed
Are nothing compared the monsters outside.

I believe you,
You’re not alone.
Your monsters are real
They can bleed
They can be defeated.

You can find yourself again.
Don’t give up.

What to believe,
What not to believe
You ponder.

Life is relative,
so don't get deceived.

Only that which you
experience and perceive,
must be believed.