Two A.M. Lovesick

October 1, 2012

Life
It’s a truly messed up thing
One day
You’re happy and clever with ideas
The next
You’re mind is clouded with doubt
That you deserve to see tomorrow
Sometimes
A slit wrist seems the best solution
When you even tell yourself
That no one wants you
Why bother with another breath

But then again
You should bother
Out of all of the possible combinations
The world gave your parents you
No one else that day of birth
But you

Life
It’s a truly messed up thing
But being able to say
That you raised up from the darkness
Pushed aside taunts and evils
Shows the strength you possess
A strength few will ever come to know

Hold onto it tight
And show it off with pride
You gave yourself the right to breath
The right to speak and think
And no one can take that away from you
You are the daughter
Of a girl named star

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