I was tired of trying,
And showing my kindness,
When all people did,
Was treat me like a virus.
They didn't appreciate,
What I gave out,
So I ended up hiding,
And covered my mouth.
I lost all my trust,
For everyone I would meet,
Even people I knew,
And some ones that I'd greet.
They thought that my kindness,
Meant that I was weak,
So I became anxious,
And wasn't able to speak.

True Friends stay,
Not only when the sun shines,
But they stand beside you,
Through troubled times.
They don't walk away,
Nor gossip, nor laugh,
They don't make you feel bad,
Or talk crap behind your back.
They don't whisper in ears,
And look over their shoulder,
Or move away,
And sit away further.
They don't get enjoyment,
out of your pain,
And belittle your worth,
Or the intelligence in your brain.
They don't pass remarks or pick holes in who you are,
And they don't give ***** looks,
Or play up on your internal scars.
They don't pick out your flaws,
And overlook theirs,
A true friend doesn't do that,
Because a true friend truly cares.

I used to trust,
When I was little & small,
A kid that didn't doubt,
A kid that didn't stop nor stall,
It never crossed my mind,
Whether they liked me or not,
Or if I wasn't good enough,
I never had that thought.
I liked the way I was,
My true blue self,
But when I got older,
Something happened to my mental health.
Many people rejected,
The person that I was,
Pushed away & left out,
But it wasn't my fault.
When someone sees your spark,
They try to stamp it out,
They want to see you not do well,
They want to see you down and out,
But what you don't see,
When you feel that low,
Is they've always seen your spark,
They just don't want it to glow,
Because you are amazing,
Just the way you are,
And it's jealousy,
They had for me,
Cause I shone bright like the moon & stars.

It's good to be unique,
A quality that you should keep,
And so is kind, nice & meek,
If they aren't nice to you,
Turn the other cheek,
They can look in and have a peek,
But they are not you,
And can't seek,
What you've found,
Down deep,
Inside of you,
Underneath.

Hey, how are you?
Oh I'm fine,
But what I really wanted to say was my mental health has started to decline,
And all these anxious thoughts they wrap around my brain like thorned vines,
And if I treated you the way you treated me, you'd be at ground 0,
Not at cloud 9,
Look up at the clock there yeah, see that... look at the time,
How would you like to be made feel bad getting up late because of a tired mind?
Everybody ******* out of me while I'm struggling, they can't be kind,
Passing indirect remarks and crossing the line,
Bragging about their lives & counting the dime,
Sneering & leering cause they 'wouldn't want mine',
So don't wonder why I'm down in the dumps,
Because in my life I've hit a lot of bumps,
And you've been mean when I fell down,
You didn't care & then you ask me how I am.

Love doesn't hate,
Love doesn't demean,
Love makes you feel wanted,
It makes you feel seen,
Love doesn't boast,
It doesn't condecend,
Love holds your hand,
And is like a good friend.
Love doesn't turn it's back,
And ignore you for days,
It doesn't hurt your feelings,
In many different ways.
Love is there to hold you,
Even through troubled times,
Real love doesn't judge,
Because real love is kind.
So what is true love?
You may ask,
Well it's definitely not something that makes you feel like a task,
It doesn't belittle,
Or make you feel bad,
It doesn't treat you like you're invisible,
Or make you feel sad.
Real love lifts you up,
It doesn't bring you down,
Real love makes you smile,
And doesn't make you frown,
So if anyone ever makes you feel,
That you're not enough,
That's not real love,
Cause real love sticks around for you,
Even when things are tough.

When the skies were blue,
And the sun was out,
You were a friend,
Without a doubt,
We talked and we laughed,
This will never end I thought,
But one day you were talking,
And one day you were not.
But when you stopped talking,
Was when the skies turned dark grey,
And I sat in the corner,
And I wasn't okay.
I thought that you would have cared, Not only when it was bright,
But when the clouds closed in,
And it felt like there was no light.
You turned your back to me,
When things weren't going right,
I never thought you'd do that,
No I didn't, not quite.
Now you just act like I'm someone to dislike,
That's why I lost all my trust because I was made feel not alright.

Who are you to tell me who I am?
You are human,
Just like everyone else on this planet,
You've got flaws, imperfections
And insecurities and habits.
And looking for approval and likes on your gadgets,
Trying to read between the lines and commas and brackets,
Seeing can you figure me out,
But you can't even hack it,
You wear your heart on your sleeve too,
It's just under your jacket,
So stop with the judgements,
And stop with this racket.

The Grinch stood outside his home,
Glanced down and all around,
Not a frown on a Whoville,
In the whole Whoville town,
He huffed and he sighed and he kicked the snow,
"Another year of stupid lights, carolers, things that glow"
He crossed his arms, tilted his head to the side,
"I wonder could I maybe...steal the presents if I tried"
It was getting late and every Who rested their heads,
Except one name Cindy Lou,
Who was quite late for bed,
She wandered down through the houses,
down a road,
From where the Grinch was standing she was as small as a toad.
He said to himself,
"Oh no!...not up here"
When he noticed she was climbing up the mountain,
He could see her crystal clear,
He ran into his house and locked all his locks,
"Max there's someone coming and I don't like it...a lot!"
The dog barked, panted, chased his tail,
"No Max, I'm not answering the door, you can go break a nail"
But the dog insisted and barked to open the door,
"Shh Max, she'll hear us, throw her some cole"
The girl knocked on the door,
Waiting for an answer,
The Grinch snapped "This is not Santa Clause, Rudolph, or Prancer"
But the little girl could see deep down that the Grinch did have a heart,
That was lost but never found,
It was two sizes too small,
It was brought down to that size,
That's why the Grinch held a grudge for
everybody's so-called happy lives,
When he was young he was given away,
And mocked in school for quite a lot of days.
It wasn't Christmas that he hated so much,
It was how he was treated,
That made him feel being nice wasn't good enough,
So he decided to leave the town of Whoville instead,
"This whole place gives me a pain in my head"
He packed up and left and lived on a mountain,
"Hate hate hate loathe hate!!!" he echoed and shouted.
He lost his spirit of jolly and joy,
Tried to steal all the presents, trees, and toys,
But one out of them all called Cindy Lou Who,
Gave him back the spirit of what he once knew.
His heart gave a thump,
it doubled in size,
"What is this feeling?!" the Grinch suddenly cried,
He felt so numb for so many years,
And all of a sudden...that feeling disappeared.

He once loved Christmas,
And Martha as well,
Shaved his face,
Then wore a paper bag over his head,
So no one could tell.
It had reminded him of a broken heart,
But now it had doubled in size,
Tears rolled down his face,
And out of his eyes.
He invited all the Who's to the mountain for Christmas dinner,
The whole table was full of food,
And the Grinch felt like a winner.
He started to understand the true meaning of Christmas,
Cindy Lou also taught him how to feel forgiveness.
The Grinch was mean because he thought the world would treat him cruelly again,
But Cindy Lou Who was different than the rest.
Even though the Grinch seemed like he was mean and cold,
He was soft on the inside,
Something that Cindy Lou had always known.

Why don't you do this?
Why don't you do that?
Why do you dress in those?
I don't like that hat
Why don't you have a degree?
Mary down the road has one
Why don't you work?
Awwww you must be dumb.
Why don't you talk more?
You're just too quiet,
Why don't you stand up?
No! Sit down and be silent.
I looked at them straight,
dead in the eyes,
Why don't you shut up
& lemme eat my Mcfricken fries!

A tear falls from my eye,
Inside of it holds questions why,
Like why you treated me this way,
And acted like I'm the one who's not okay,
Or why I'm always pushed aside,
When I treat them nice & treat them kind,
Or why I'm always ghosted and rejected,
And why I'm hurt and disrespected,
Why I always seem to regret it,
Everything I try and do,
My kindness is taken for granted.
Why are you so cold?
Do you even weep?
And why don't you feel bad?
How can you even sleep?
As I wipe the tear from my cheek,
I'm not asking why anymore,
Because my worth isn't defined,
By someone who has hardly felt this low.

You don't deserve me,
If you treat me poor,
You don't deserve me,
When you make my heart sore,
You don't deserve me,
If you make me feel like less,
You don't deserve me,
If you treat me like a test.
You don't deserve me,
If you get joy out of my pain,
You don't deserve me,
And don't you dare complain.
If I treated you well,
And still you treated me bad,
You're not worthy,
And I deserve better than that.

You judge me,
Harshly,
Like you're putting this beam down on my head,
I'm on the stage & the crowd points & laughs while I stand there full to the brim in dread,
It's taking a toll on my mental health, & migraines keeps happening inside my head,
And I'm shamed for getting up late out of bed,
I sit there hunched over my phone at the table,
Meanwhile the indirect remarks & hurtful digs are said,
And my back is turned,
But yet, I can almost feel their eyes burn holes in the back of my head,
As they stare & judge me,
So I remove myself from the kitchen suddenly,
And walk back up stairs to my room,
And I sit on my bed & think how I lost that inner child who used to be so bubbly.

Your feelings do matter,
So tell someone whom you can confide,
It's not weak to cry,
And don't bottle it up inside,
The world is also YOUR oyster,
So go out and explore,
And you always do matter,
Now today & before.

You think that you know me,
When really you don't,
Can you spell out my full name,
I'd surely guess that you won't,
Do you know all my talents,
Or the passions I hold,
Or the places I've been,
Or the stories I've told.
Have you walked in my shoes,
Or the boots on my feet,
If you want to know me,
Come here and take a seat.
Don't listen to gossip,
That oozes from the slandering tongue,
Because they only do that,
When they want me to have no one.
It's jealousy that causes that,
So don't give a listening ear,
Ignore what they say,
Cause it only makes them sneer.
If you want to know me,
Ask me & not them,
Because what comes out from their mouth,
Is what they make up in their own head.