Stop thinking you’re not enough.
There’s different ways to be funny, different ways to be beautiful
And different ways your talent is expressed from within you

Stop thinking your not enough
Everyone got it rough
One way or another
We all came from a mother
Caused great pain to a mother

Begged for a lover
Just to become
Someone’s mother
Or someone’s father
And someone’s none of the above
Or someone’s other

But more or less someone’s.

Stop thinking your not enough
We all struck by diseases
We all praise some version of Jesus
Even those godless
Get goosebumps
And butterflies in their stomach
And seek purpose and wonder

We are all human
And at some point we
All turn fragile

And at some point we can tell each other we are not made of porcelain
And to be strong

Life’s a journey
but it’s not that long

I tell myself this
When I want to stop thinking
I’m not enough...

Fifty a day, nil the next
The crevices on my lips are a sultry addition today, an imperfection tomorrow
The future is full of prospects, tic toc tic toc…now a void
Emotions and ideas are overrated.
Today I am me. Tomorrow who will I be?
Thousand a day, nil the next…

you have
a beautiful heart
fill it with happiness
and appreciation
always

Your are the smallest circle I've ever had,
The way we cope; never hard,
An amazing bond it is....
Just how we snuggle during insomniac nights, (literally every night)
And laugh while we dance in the dark,
How you have my back,
And how we stare at each other in the mirror,
You are,
You are the person within me,
Yes you are me!
And I love you to death!

And if all else fail, do not be afraid of the pain.
It may hurt, i know, but that's how it should be.
You need pain to understand how important it is to feel comfort;
To appreciate the little things life has to offer.
To see the things you've never seen before.
To hear the simple words that could make you smile again.
A thank you,
A sorry,
Or even a goodbye could be beautiful. To realize that there is a big, wide world waiting to be explored.
To summon all the courage and strength you do not know you have.
To do amazingly great things you do not even know you can.
To make you realize your potential.
To know that above all this you are still alive.
You feel the pain because you are alive.
It makes you more alive.
And in all of this hurtful experience, there is God -- making all things new for you.
There is pain because there is love, and there is love because of God.
Pain that is achingly beautiful.
You just have to look on the other side to realize this.