I am always told
the present is a gift
yet I always see people planning ahead
so anxiously waiting for something exciting to happen
People spend so much time
waiting for the future
they forget to live
for right now
and I'm just wondering if they were ever given
the same advice I was

I guess it hurts the most to know
as the days pass faster
and the minutes stroll by,
our paths are spreading farther and
farther apart
and limb by limb we tear
remembering nothing but the times when we laughed,
and cried together
And now our paths are separate
and lead in two parallel directions
into a life of different experiences
we now have become what we were in the beginning,
strangers
I guess it hurts the most to know,
I wasn't anything worth holding on to.

You gave me the title
but forgot to fill the pages
so how am I supposed to use
evidence from the text to explain my answer
if all I was given was a short
fragment
to barely satisfy my crave for answers
and if all you told me was a vague,
lifeless group of words
Then how am I supposed to know if the answer I chose,
is the right one?

You're just another footprint imprinted on the ground,
another chapter in my story,
just another drop of rain plummeting towards Earth

and although I'd love for you to be more,
you'll always be the smallest bit of nothing in my life,
and that is why I'm truly unhappy

Here's to you
and the days when it feels as though
the whole world is against you.
Here's to the times when they told you, you couldn't do it,
and you proved them wrong.
Here's to the nights where you collapsed and cried,
because you needed an emotional release.
Here's to that test you pulled an all-nighter for, and aced
To the days you would do anything to not go to school, but took all of your existing energy and did anyway.
Here's to all of those things, because they are what make you as
strong as you are now
Don't give up
Ever

Trapped
Under the beaten up tiles
of this house
that once used to be so familiar
Now all of the windows have shut
and all the doors have locked
and I stand in the immense
suffocation
of these painful memories
and regret from the choices I once made
and I wonder if one day
the blinds will open
and beaming sunlight will be released
into this home,
but I've been in darkness for far too long
that there is little hope and much hatred
towards this house I used to know so well
Now tell me, how does one keep hope towards something they've been waiting an eternity for?

But the truth is all of my existing energy and all of my motivation has vanished and although i would love to be happy again the harder i try the harder i fall and break and the weights on my shoulder are just too heavy and the worry drains the color in my eyes
i don't believe i can ever become the happy girl that i was
once upon a time