let me set something straight,
you are not alone
in this crazy world,
i know society strives to tear you down,
claiming that you aren't good enough
or can't handle anything

you are strong

ignore the world that seems more like
a pack of wolves
than a bunch of people,
they will chase you down,
biting and growling to make you feel
weak and scared,

don't run away
instead face them,
show them that you aren't scared,
prove that the warrior within you
has not died from their hateful words

i know you feel weak and scared,
like the whole world is collapsing around you,
you've seen better days,
but lately,
all you see is the tear stain on your pillow,
the day old mascara running down your cheeks,
the same baggy sweater you've been sporting for a couple of days,

if i could take the pain away,
i promise you i would

if i could help you in any way,
i promise you i would

but, for now,
you need to take control of your own life,
wipe away the tears,
change your sheets,
take a shower and put on new clothes,
turn up the music,
and remember that only you have control of your  life,
no one else is allowed to tear you down,
to take away your happiness,

the light within you may have dulled out,
but you have the fight in you
to light it up again,

if anyone should believe in you,
it's yourself
but, for the time being,
you should know that i never stopped believing in you,
i'll stand by you
through the dark and light,
i'll help you start up that light in you again,
you may feel like you lost everyone in this world,
but,
i never went anywhere,
i never left your side
and i don't plan on it now

you'll always have me

nothing has changed,
i still think about you
late at night
when the clouds are grey,

the world has grown silent,
most people falling asleep
to be ready for tomorrow,
yet i lie awake,
wondering if you're thinking about me
while i think about you,

did we run out of time?
did the universe decide
that our time was up,
and put an end to us?

i stay awake
late at night,
always thinking about what
could have been,
i wonder if you wish
we had a little bit more time,
would you be willing
to go against the universe
to make us come back together,
like two pieces of a puzzle
that someone forgot to finish

i always feel this constant need to be relevant,
to have people noticing me
or talking about me,
i want to be on everyone's mind
and, when i'm not, i feel like
i'm going to fall off
the face of the earth
with no one to pick me up
when i'm broken and bruised,
no one to care
because i'm not relevant enough
to be known,

it's this sinking feeling in my stomach
that makes me feel like i'm not good enough,
that people don't actually like me,
so i fall into these moods
where i feel as if i annoy everyone
and i know i shouldn't be clingy,
and i hate myself for it every second,

but i can't help that i feel so alone in this world
that i need the attention of others,
to feel alive again,
to see color in my own black and white world

i think it's normal
to find yourself ending up
getting lost all too often,
sometimes,
you just can't help it,
life is crazy
and there's no way to
ever have full control over it,

you just have to learn
how to keep moving forward
even when you are completely
surrounded by darkness,
find the one thing that
you can rely on,
the one thing that will be
the light in the darkness
to lead you back to safety

if i ever write about you,
i'm sorry.

believe me,
i probably didn't do it on purpose,
but, sometimes,
things get really hard
and there's so much
compiled in my head
of all the things i didn't say,
i just need some sort of release
and that's where writing comes in.

i didn't say any of this
to your face
because confrontation is terrifying,
i avoid it at all costs
which meant i avoided you,
i was too scared
that the words
would bubble out of my throat,
floating off my lips
and find their way
to your ears
to whisper all of my worries
and thoughts

i asked you to come home,
the place that i
believed that you
would always belong to,

i didn't know
that you found home
in someone else,

i didn't know
that you found a better place,
one where you no longer
needed me in your life,

i promised to
leave the outside light
on at all times,
even when you swore
that you wouldn't
be coming back,
but i was trying to
remain optimistic,

so the light will stay on
and, maybe, one day,
you'll find your way back to me