Here's to them
Who started at the beginning
Who were born
Who will die

Here's to them
They all have issues
Nobody's perfect
They face their problems

Here's to them
The people that I think about day and night
That never do anything wrong
That never do anything right

Here's to them
They definitely aren't perfect

They are, however,
Mine

They are perfect to me

Here's to them
They never cease to make me laugh
They never cease to make me smile

To all of their haters
Think first

Every comment
Every remark
Cuts
It cuts deep

Those cuts leave wounds
That never truly heal

So think before you comment
For if not blood will spill

Those who sit on judgment
sit uneasy on their guilt.

My heart splintered
Smashed by a hammer
My mind swirls
It is a midst of clouds
Forming rings of smoke
It is polluted
Every day

The treasure lies within
Red with heat
Deep beneath
It is buried
But not underground