"Isn't it ironic
How we **** flowers
Because we think
They are beautiful
But
We **** ourselves
Because
we think we are not"

Isn't it ironic
That we didn't put this into our own heads.
Yet, it's what kills is the most.
Remember when you liked being called beautiful?
Now you don't believe it.
Remember when you wanted to be with people?
Now you want to be left alone.
Remember when your smile was real?
Now it's just for show.
Remember when you cared?
Now you don't.
Remember when you wanted to be happy?
Now you just want to get through today.
Remembering can be good.
Remembering can be awful.
Live your life for the good memories.
Don't live your life thinking of your bad past.
Live your life thinking of when you were really happy.
A real happy.
Not the fake happy to trick everyone.
Do it for yourself.
Not anyone else.
Your mind can't decide on whose it's savior.
But you are your own savior.
So do yourself a favor.
Smile.
Smile a real smile.
Not for me or anyone else.
But,
For yourself.
Because you deserve it.
You're worth it.