when i look into this girl's eyes i see a reflection of myself she just wants to be happy but some days she would rather not wake up she thinks she causes the problems that rip her family apart and she just wants to be strong like her mother the woman that is the rock she wishes she could be she lets the words of others resonate in her head and haunt her dreams she thinks she's a ***** because she was 16 and let herself be intimidated into loving a cruel boy and everyone told her she was wrong i want to teach her that there is nothing wrong with sadness but there is everything right about happiness i want to teach her that she can find it all inside her very soul and that she can always find a helping hand because someone loves her and someone will find her in the darkness and help her to realize that the ability to go on is embedded inside her chest i want to show her that death is not fantastic and elaborate but that life can be exactly as beautiful as we want it to be if we can just light the spark
i met a girl at university two weeks ago. she confided in me today that she doesn't know how to be happy. and all i want is for her to find that ability in herself