I feel your heart when our fingers brush
It's pumping faster when we touch
Don't let go. Stay right where you are
You should know. I might die if we part.

Strength is not about how much you have to go through,
It's about how much you can take.

Even when the world cries
Through horrors and tragedies
Because your raging heart never dies
You are better than you believe.
I know it's wrong and bad inside
Hope has left, goodness is gone
But raise your head, make up your mind
You're the hero that people called.

Life is a poisoned gift, a gambling game
And no matter what you do to make it better
It may never change.

We know it’s hard to battle and we may not win in the end
But what if victory was just one way to reach peace
Power of mind, beauty of life, freedom of speech
There’s so much to achieve when you fight for yourself.

And I live.
I played with death and I win.
Every time.
I rest my head and I think.
Can it be.
I stayed alive for one thing.
Changing lives.
I bear the price on my belly.
It's a scar.
I came to love what it means.
I can live.
And leave a trace on Planet Earth.
And take the place that I deserve.
Right here.

Well, I met you in the strangest way possible. Both of our souls have been hurt and torn apart, hit so hard they won't grow back. But I was born with a fierce flame my friend. I was born thinking this world is a chance and a gift, a miracle I want to outlive forever for the sake of my being and the joy of my children. I believe I came into this world to give. To inspire. And the day I met you, it felt like I had failed. Somehow life had forgotten what everyone deserves: hope and faith. A hope in the future, in the beautiful wonders that one can encounter on their way to the tomb. The faith in oneself and in the many beauties of how we all come out of a womb. It might seem stupid and ridiculous but that night, I took my guitar, sat down for a while and made a song to heal your heart. I absorbed your pains and frustrations, your loneliness and desperation to turn them all into my love for this world so you can see there's good, there's life, there's a place you belong to and a sunshine in every cloud. Take it. Take that sunshine and make it the biggest light you've ever known. Follow it no matter where you go, no matter what you do or hate one day when you'll look at yourself. This light is hope and faith. This light is the heritage of my own strength. Now it's time for you to walk out there and make a change.

“I feel very dependent on people’s mood and that’s a really bad addiction because you’re always expecting something good when it’s not up to your own actions.

You think people can make you happy but the thing is
They don’t even know how you feel about them and most of the time, they just don’t ******* care.
They like you for a day and find you annoying.
When they see you, they’re smiling but they hate you in secret.

They wanna make you believe you’re a nice person
But stab you in the back when they talk to other people.

What’s gone wrong I wonder and who are they?
I found out they were closer than I’d like to own up.

My neighbors, my classmates
Former friends or students I’ve talked to once cause they asked for my help.

They’re everywhere and think the same.
They swear on truth but their mouths speak poison
Their eyes are snakes and whatever they say, it’s a lie that comes out.

How can they be honest when they’re lying to themselves?
They don’t know about love, about trust.
I hate how they pretend to be free when they’re just lost but they don’t know it
They’re ignorant and they’re mean and I’m so sick of their tricks
I’d do anything to make them see it.

It’s hurtful and destructive
The anger won't wear off
And I wanna stop believing they know what they’re capable of.

Someday they’ll wake up and realize it’s useless to claim they don’t care
Cause they don’t know it but they do.
That’s a thing they hate to admit but they should.

And it’s alright to be weak
Being true isn’t a flaw.
Stop kicking your heart so hard
It’s just waiting for you to grow".

Beginnings are the hardest things to start with.
It’s an experience you don’t have and it scares your confidence.
It’s like adopting a child and never meeting his parents.
It’s like driving for the first time and shaking on the wheel
Or trying to tell someone a story about something you never did.
It’s like having to do things for your own good
But knowing it won’t change you.
You know you should.
You do want to but something stronger’s controlling you.
And you hate yourself for fearing the time when you’ll fail because of this very moment.
It shows why you’re not brave, you’re not independent.
Oh you wanna be so, you wanna prove the world you can do something good
But is it really to them that you owe it to?
Isn’t it your life you’re trying to do right
And aren’t you the one making decisions and feeling bad afterwards?
You need to be selfish and determined.
You need to be missing all the childish times you’ve had, think about them when you’re down but bury all of those in the ground when it comes to looking forward.
You can’t afford to waste your life because you’re too slack to stand up and act.
You don’t want to look back one day on the things you’ve never done and cry your heart out because you hate who you’ve become.
It’s not when it’ll be too late you will have a chance to make it up for that.
Focus on goals and work it all out, you’ll see it’s easier when you believe you did right, when you’re proud of  your life, when you know there’s nothing you could’ve done better in this one.

Tonight I'm thrilled.
I'm tired but I finally want to say something happy.
No more despair, no more thinking life's too hard to live it; that's okay.
Alicia's in my ears, the weekend's coming.
I'm about to see friends I thought had forgotten me.
Some have unfortunately.
But it's a blessing in disguise.
I have never been freer and it was about time.
To all the good people I'm about to meet.
To all the previous ones that always stayed
To my loving and only family
Whose presence I cherish every day.

Hey You. Yes You. Capital letter for a beautiful dreamer. Heart of Gold and Mind of Stone but a weakness affecting them both. No Strength maybe, no Will. Few Friends and too many Ifs. "If I was Better, oh What If I Can't. Would I be Stronger? Should I be Dead..."

But Hey You that I know so well. You that I've seen today, that I've tried to comfort in the rain, let me say that a Voice woke me up one night and It whispered a few thoughts in my head.
And in my mind, I realized It was myself. Only this Voice was the Soul I had kept ignoring all my life, the Piece of the puzzle I had wept for all this time. A God I'd forgotten to love again.

You are the hero. Because your life should matter more to yourself than anything you think you know. Because someone looks up to you, someone can see this. Someone somewhere can believe you are fearless. And this someone should be You.