She was the first drops of rain on a spring morning
And I was the hurricane on a late summer night

The way she moved with such ease through me
She was the light in the dark

She burned all night, but not for herself
I was love drunk

A wild storm swinging free
I could protect you from the outside

Hide you away from it all
The eye of my storm

In the end all storms must either move on
Or die out

I couldn't die out with you
I was so scared

You were the drizzle that started it all
And I was the hurricane that ended it

I look at you and I don't see flaws
I don't see someone who is "sad"
I don't see anything wrong with you
I see you
I mean I honestly see you
The way you laugh nervously when I'm staring at you
Or the way you way your smile catches my breath
Or the way your eyes reflect the most beautiful soul
Can you see that?
Can you see how much you mean to me?

There's a tight rope laid in front of me
I've been balancing for some time
Never moving just waiting
But I can wait no more
And neither can you
To fall or to walk
The decision is mine
I've been waiting for so long
For a gust of wind to *******
To decide for me
But this is my life
And faith is for the weak

Don't tell me I'm pretty, I did not choose the way my features aligned themselves, or the texture of my hair, or the color on my skin. Tell me I have a beautiful mind, tell me you love my honesty. Tell me the way the rain makes me happy, makes you happy, compliment me on things I've worked on, on things I've developed. Don't tell me I'm ugly, I did not choose the way my features aligned themselves, or the texture of my hair, or the color on my skin. Tell me the way I enter a room like a hurricane infuriates you, tell me my tactlessness hurts you and everyone around me, tell me my inappropriate mouth is offensive and crude. Critique me on things I can change, make me a better person. I don't care how you think I look.

The Earth is undeserving but the sun still rises.
It still gives life every morning and still gives hope and meaning to life.

It doesn't deny love because of the ***** skies or toxic air.
Instead, it gives it a second chance.
Give it all it can, every time.

The reason I try so hard is that humans need understanding for validation.
Human nature entails goodness.

I know you want to be better.
That's why I try so hard.