Human,
You are only a babe,
But there is so much I could tell you.
There are things that are gonna happen.
Bad things.
Things that are so ****** up,
You are going to want to give it all up for the sound of a glock.
But child,
There is a way.
You might get lucky,
If you are blessed enough to have a good mommy and daddy,
But for me,
I wasn’t so fortunate.
Through abuse, I cursed the world,
But I also learned to grow up without a helping hand.
If this is you,
Its really simple to crack a fake smile,
Say you’re okay,
And have nothing else to say,
But you will find hope somewhere.
These voices in your head are demons that want you to stop giving a ****.
But remember, everyone is born with a little bit of luck.
So make it count tonight,
Tear off these band-aids that were sowed to your skin to hide the bruises.
I want you to live,
Live a better life than I could ever look.
Find hope in the moon,
It is always watching.
Do not carry this burden if your life ends up being good.
But do not forget the souls trapped in their own hell.
Things can always get worse, yes.
But you are a beacon of hope,
You.
You are worth so much more than what they will tell you,
There are real people that will be unforgiving,
But you must find it in your heart
To forgive.
Its hard child.
But believe me,
You will find hope in the good things you do.
And this is because you were able to do what many others could not.
And as you cry tonight,
Waiting for care,
Remember this.
You are not alone.
But people will leave you.
People will abandon you.
They will stab your heart,
Just to see it bleed.
But hope is what you need.
Stand up child.
Stand up tall.
Raise a fist
And send the haters to hell.