To see, is to inspire.
To touch, is to feel.
To understand, is to listen.
To be, is to act...

I lay here. Thinking.
I know what I am.
What I can do.
Not about my limitations though.

For I am sill man.
I am flawed.
I can be monstrous.
I can hurt.

Let me replace your insecurities with compliments.
Feed your romance with candles and poems.
Let me give you that thrill of being alive.
Let me remind you what it means to live and breath.

Let me not just cover you from the demons,
But give you the tools to fight them.
Allow me to sweep you off your feet on your darkest days.
Allow me to smile with you on the brightest of days.

My will to fight will never die, this is me.
My morale may be broken but my spirit remains.
I am who I am because of what I am.
I do what I do, because I know who you are.

I can do anything
I want to do.
But I don't have
to do the things
I need not do or
Don't have to do.
But I will do the things
I should do and must do.

Just before I thought of you
I was happy
Happy on my own
But then you made me feel
Whole again
Which never lasted
Illusion and too good to be true
But even with my last sense of life
I still wish you happiness and
Nothing less
Maybe one day
I will be courageous enough
To be back again
With my whole self
On my own again

Im not doing ok
I havent washed my hair
since last Sunday

I've worn these clothes
For the past 3 days

Just about killed myself
Saturday night

But like nothing is really wrong
Im just ******* depressed
And I don’t know how to get out of it

I almost asked someone how
I know if I need more help
But
Instead I typed a paragraph about
Why they matter and
Need to put themselves first

Not by your GPA
Or what others say
For you are far more
Than what some people see

Measure your worth
In the number of smiles you’ve caused
The way that you light up the world
Luminating the darkness
Turning sad nights
Into the most beautiful day

And I know it may mean nothing
To read this from your screen
I just wanted you to know
That you are
more important
Than you yourself believe

Inferno we bring into our lifes
While we speak the sweetest lullabies
We do care about the  buildings we made
But the biggest rainforest is not interesting as Notre Dame

When I feel
unimportant
because I am not known
for some great achievement,
I remind myself
the purpose of living
is not to achieve greatness
but to strive for my joy and happiness.
The question
I ask myself
in the present-moment
is not “Am I important?”
and not “Am I great?”
but I ask
“Am I joyful and happy?”.