Here's To

Wed, 07/17/2013 - 20:23 -- Jayfox7

Here’s to

Here’s to being able to sing

Here’s to the ability to articulate masses that continuously passes

The masses of my mass thinking

Here’s to having favorable qualities, both mental and physical

Both Social and Diplomatic

Here’s to not having the emotional capacity to even compare

Here’s to having my mother’s emotions

Here’s to having my mother

Here’s to wishing I had my mother, because oh brother I am a wreck

Here’s to having to be mature before you’re ready

Here’s to wishing you had a shoulder to cry on

But as you grow older you realize

How hard it truly is to find

Here’s to wishing you could hear your mother’s voice

Here’s to wishing you had more of a choice

Here’s to want

Here’s to wanting

Here’s to being wanted

Here’s to wishing I could have what I wanted

Because Mom’s not there but I won’t feel as much need to care

When there is someone there to make this wreck and despair

Become a blessed pair of happy tears

But instead I wipe the tears of those who can’t do it on their own

Because they depend on me so, that I don’t even know what to know, how to know

Where to go, but I know for sure

That there’s a little too much love on one side for me to even think straight

Here’s to thinking you can relate

Here’s to hearing how great you are

Here’s to hearing how great you look

Here’s to only being important because of how you look and not for who you are

Here’s to not understanding what it took to be who I am

Here’s to settling for less and forgiving more than you should

Here’s to being abused

Here’s to being abusive for being abused

then being abused for being abusive

Here’s to mental stability

Here’s to wondering how I even managed to stay sane

When all that is, drives me insane

To the point where the membrane

Can’t even remember why I was here in the first place

Here’s to smiling versus happiness

Here’s to looking like the happiest thing in the world

But internally reeking of darkness

Here’s to depression

Here’s to depress

Here’s to being depressed because you have your mother’s emotions

Here’s to your mother

Here’s to wishing I had my mother because oh brother I am a wreck

Here’s to helping others

Here’s to ignoring your needs and making other’s needs your needs

So you don’t need to need anything more than another’s happiness

Here’s to others

Here’s to wishing you could do for yourself what you do for others

Here’s to wishing you truly had a significant other

Here’s to want

Here’s to wanting

Here’s to being wanted

Here’s to wishing I could have what I wanted

Because Mom’s not there but I won’t feel as much need to care

When there is someone there to make this wreck and despair

Become a blessed pair of happy tears

Here’s to writing

Here’s to life

Here’s to death

Here’s to only living because writing prevents me from death

Here’s to love   

Here’s to loving

Here’s to loving you

Here’s to loving myself

Here’s to understanding who I really am…

 

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