I don't have to be afraid to be brave
Everything can be copacetic
If I'm willing to save every bloom in my brain

There are moments and days
Where I can't begin to say
How thankful I am
That I'm more than okay
How can I thank those who've seen me through the haze?
The days when I was not myself were when they were most present
Let me name them friends
Even though some have ceased to consider me one
I'm sorry for all the things that I've done

I know I mustn't run
When the days get too heavy
You taught me how to fend for myself
You teach me how to ask for help
You all taught me how to be myself again

A refugee from the storm
I understand now the meaning of friendship
Even though this type of thing is thinner than blood
My blood owes itself to those who have kept it
Warm and unharmed