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Apr 2015
You say you're not worth it all
You say you're not worth caring for
Help me see what you see, would it be diamonds or debris?
If I were to live inside your bones, would I be strong or broken? Thoughtful or carefree?
Help me see what you see, because to me, there is only beauty.

Your mind is a time bomb, getting ready to blow. The seconds are ticking, you don't think anyone knows. The things once said to you are all coming back, the urge is getting stronger and your thoughts are becoming black. Just listen to me as I say with no doubt, that you can win this, stop thinking and let it out. Don't listen to the demons, they never let you vent. Thats only because they know what you can prevent.

You say you're good at nothing
You say you can't see yourself old
But what's the point of living when you put your life on hold?
Try to see what I see, you'll experience a whole new world,
Where your eyes are like stars and your smile gives a whirl
Its not a fantasy so believe me that when I say your perfection is the reality

But Your mind is a time bomb, getting ready to blow. The seconds are ticking, you don't think anyone knows. The things once said to you are all coming back, the urge is getting stronger and your thoughts are becoming black. Just listen to me as I say with no doubt, that you can win this, stop thinking and let it out. Don't listen to the demons, they never let you vent. Thats only because they know what you can prevent.

I don't understand when you say how you hate what you see
Because only the rich are the ones who find ugly in beauty
I know the past has left you scars but this is life and you are who you are
You have to accept all of yourself
otherwise there won't be happy times with anyone else
Only you are holding yourself back
Reopen your eyes and wipe it clear,
And give your life one hell of an attack

Because I see only diamonds, no debris. Your bones are strong and thoughtful, not care free. Let me show you what I see because all I see is only beauty.

Never give up, I know the past has left you scars, but this is life and you are who you are
Sommer Wickham
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Sommer Wickham  Nebraska
(Nebraska)   
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