My sixteenth year my parents split up a broken hot mess of a marriage and told me everything would be okay
Which put me into a war zone that had forgetful family and rumors
As time went on I realized that what I always hated was what I longed for the most which was togetherness
Depression settle in about six months later and everyone believed it was the others fault
No one realized that I had a brain that could think for itself
For I knew if I continued down the road I was going I would do something bad
I met a person who let me talk and understood the life I was living who didn't laugh when I said what I felt and who told me it wasn't going to okay it would take time but eventually I would live a better life
"All shall pass" is what she said and I tattooed that on my heart for I knew it was true I've always known my life will be good one day and happiness will be abundant but for now help is what I need
Life won't always be good but you have to live on the dream that it will be and that all shall pass