A year ago I sat in bed and cried. I cried because I never fit in. I cried because school was hard and I didn’t understand. I cried because I loved but was not loved back. I cried because I fell in with the wrong crowd. I cried because I was sick of crying. I cried because at several points..
Death seemed easier.
This year I sat in bed and cried. I cried because I felt like I fit in. I cried because I started getting A’s. I cried because I loved and was loved back. I cried because I’m finally with the right crowd. I cried because I was happy. I cried because I finally realized..
People weren’t being cliché when they said it gets better because it really does.
When you let go of the negative And embrace the positive, When you decide to smile Instead of frown, When you destroy your demons And stop listening to them, When you open your windows And breathe the life around you,
You finally feel this wondrous sensation Called *happiness