Hey There, Don't Scroll Past Me!
Here's my note to you,
who's crying themselves to sleep
or can't get to dreaming because of overthinking
or having an anxiety attack
maybe hunched over a bottle of that dear old friend
Captain Morgan
or just feels like they need a pick-me-up:
Someone out there loves you,
whether it be a parent,
a teacher,
a niece or nephew,
an irritating sibling,
or your wonderful little pet
You love someone too,
whether it be a lover,
a best friend,
a person you passed on the street,
or simply just yourself
Then there are the nice little things -
from chocolate
to that feeling you get sometimes
when the air smells kind of sweet
and everything is just alright
Little kids are laughing
and somebody is having the best day of their life
and people are getting married
and somebody's on a grand vacation
And then there's you,
who I hope is smiling
even if it's just a tiny bit
I know it doesn't solve anything but
do me a favor honey,
and remember that no matter how much shit there is,
there are just as many
perfect memories
being made,
okay?