"'It'll get better', you all once said
To my tear-stained, sallow face
Do you know, that I still remain
In what should have been a phase?
'Write happy notes', you gallantly said
Misery becomes your crutch
It should not be- it must begone
Before it becomes too much.
Yet my words were a light in this dark
Of these cruel, unforgiving times
So I could see, even when blind
That sadness was not a crime.
Swallow your words, deceitful beings
You didn't know how to help me
College degrees behind your names
Disguise your illiteracy.
What do I believe, now that it's clear
That no one truly cares?
The thin line between right and wrong
Taunts me with this despair.
Whom do I lean on, now that I know
That all of your words were fake?
How can I stand on my own two feet
If there isn't more I can take?"
Foolish child, do understand
That I care, that I do mean well
Hear this, just hear my words
Listen to what I have to tell.
Sadness is untarnished gold
That I don't think you must avoid
But what you feel, deep inside
Doesn't mean that you're destroyed.
If you focus on what you want
(To get out of this prison)
The weight will get lighter with time
Through the dark you will have risen.
Habits are hard to break, I know
And it'll be an arduous journey
But I'll be here, to lift you up
I'll try to be good company.
You can get past it, you see?
Choosing paths with new notions,
With logic, reason and sound mind
You can conquer your emotions.
I don't presume to know it all
There is much I don't comprehend
But I'll do what I can to help you
You have my best wishes, dear friend.
