You know how it feels when you're not wanted?

And you feel that nobody wants the real you?

Just only things you can do for them?

Well, that's how she feels

Because when she goes out to look for love, it's never what it turns out to be

When she wants the happiness that no other person can give her,

She just takes whatever she can get.

And sometimes it's not her love for a person,

But a love for alcohol and drugs to take over her body so that she'll mask her face of shamefulness and hurt

Night after night of being hurt and reminded of a past that is not a good one,

She wakes up the next mornings having a hangover

Remembering everything.

Feeling her hurt

Missing her love

And knowing about her bad childhood

She strives for love that is nothing but someone who wants her body

She's so much more than a body

She’s so much more than she can show.

Her 16, 17, 18, almost 19 years of her life full of struggles and pain is not something she can keep on hiding

It’s so obvious

When you look at her, she’s unhappy

Her life of happy pills and loveless relations is one she can’t cope on her own

Her almost 19 years could’ve ended so long ago, but something stops her

Some force of life has rejuvenated hers so that she won’t be gone because her time isn’t done yet,

But it didn't stop her from trying

And it doesn’t stop her from taking drugs

There’s no stopping from her getting drunk

It doesn't stop her

Nothing stops her

for trying

But what I’m scared of is that one day her trying is more than a try

But it’ll be her success

 

And I cannot stand the fact that this success isn’t all that successful

I can’t stand that this isn’t only a goal for her

but for others who feel as if the answer to life is by taking their own like it’ll solve all of the unanswered problems to a life they feel like not living anymore

This life of what we create as hurt.

This life of ungratefulness and shunning those who make bad and regretful decisions

This life in which we all believe we have no control over

 

Instead of our hand being tied,

take a second to look at yours

You’ll see that they’re free

So don't tell anyone you have no power

don't say you can't handle it

You're hands are here to point out the right and wrong and to guide you through your choices

Everything bad and good you do

Point your hands towards a bright future that you can create on your own,

and if you can't do it on your own,

then ask for some assistance

Ask for a helping hand

And you can weave your hands together

And we’ll kiss this braid of fingers to seal our love note to life

And the note will say,

“Life, will you be with me for as long as you can?”

And hopefully the response will be a yes