Whoever said life is easy doesnt know what life is. We struggle, we are broken, we are little pieces of nothing that somehow put together make up something bigger than ourselves. We are made to be great though; we are created to be majestic creatures. How else do you explain life as we know it? This beautiful world we've learned to grow in...where we fail and we learn and soon we even understand the science behind it all. Why we feel pain, why we feel joy,  and why we feel love and hate. We've created language upon language. We've found ways to describe those feelings of struggle and of triumph, and weave them into words that move you to feel something. We dont pat ourselves on the back enough for just being here, for just being who we are, whatever we are. Whether we are broken or whole, whether we are normal or weird, and so much more, we vary but each of us still carry this gorgeous part of us, we just gotta locate it and run with it. We all deserve to feel love and joy, and nothing and no one should ever take that away, not even the world. Cuz life isnt easy, people try and break us, but we have and will continue on.

Shes always been there, like my defender of the broken. I owe everything to her. I can tell you all my dark secrets and you'll always love me like a mother should. You've always had my back, protected me from myself when no one was there. My silent hero, and without you I truly do believe id be nothing. Id be gone without you keeping me here. Reminding me of the joys of life and family and friends. There truly is nothing like a mothers love.

I never planned on growing up,
Now it feels impossible sometimes.
I never planned on smoking,
Now I find it hard to quit.
I never planned on being this far gone,
And I know all too well,
I can’t go back…
I know when I’ve ****** up,
Because it seems to be something
I’m naturally good at.
I’ve never been great at
Doing the “right” thing.
I want to do better,
But better never happens…
And even when things do get better,
It’s only temporary.
I know that anytime I’m happiest,
That I will never stay this happy.
I can’t fall in love anymore,
Without questioning the other persons,
Motives, feelings and reasons for loving me.
Who would love,
Such a broken soul,
As myself?

Once shy and timid,
Afraid to speak,
Thinking they won’t like me.
They won’t hear what I have to say,
They won’t understand,
How can they?
Till one day,
She was forced to speak up,
To raise the voice she had been smothering.
And soon…
She learned to be loud and proud.
She found her voice,
And used it as a weapon
Against everything she saw wrong.
And everything that had been used against her…
Like why do people have to put others down,
Just to feel good about themselves?
And why do we hate each other so?
So, she preached love,
She screamed for hope.
She spun her words so carefully,
She wanted them to sound just right,
So maybe you won’t tune her out,
But listen!
She wanted to change their hearts,
To give them a new place to start.
She had a vision,
That maybe someday,
We would learn to love one another,
Instead of devaluing our brothers and our sisters.
Maybe…someday.
So, she put her pen down to the paper
And never looked back!
She wrote and scribbled down each thought,
Hoping when you read them,
You would feel something.
Tell me,
Do you feel?
Can you get on my level?
You can do the same thing,
You just gotta want to change the world,
One heart, one mind at a time!

Like a freak on a leash,
Like a box that won't fit,
Like a gift you don't want,
Like a curse seeping through...
(I am.)
Like a sun that can scortch or warm,
Like a moon that howls or cries,
Like a tree that can grow or die,
Like a bird learning to fly...
(I am.)
Like a barely living frontal lobe,
Like a drug you can't kick,
Like a love that will stick,
Like a place you will never forget...
(I am.)


Time will tell you my history *****,
Then again in the end,
We're all ******.
Either way I am what I am,
No matter what I do,
I hate who I've been,
But you will love the new.


Like a warm fire, burning
Like a pretty record, turning
Like a loving phone call, lasting
Like a soft touch, moving...
(I am.)
Like places of unseen beauty
Like burried treasure found
Like waves crashing down
Like loves sweet sweet sounds...
(I am.)
Like beauty in words, unheard
Like songs played softly
Like hands intertwined
Like a place in your mind...
(I am.)


Time will tell you my history *****,
Then again in the end,
We're all ******.
Either way I am what I am,
No matter what I do,
I hate who I've been,
But you will love the new.


Just tell me you want me to stay,
Weather for friend or for love,
We'll see.
Just please, tell me...

Its not so bad
I'm not what I was.
Just give me a chance
And I can give you a love.


Because...
Time will tell you our history *****,
Then again in the end,
We're all kinda ******.
Either way we are what we are,
No matter what we do,
We all hate who we've been,
But they will love the new.