It all gets better

When proper time is given.

Know that life is new.

 

Your mood is like clay

You can shape it how you like

And bend it to your will.

 

Choose to force it better,

Make decisions that will help,

Choose

To live

Every day.

 

Give up. Why give up?

Because it’s easy. Not easy.

It’s just as easy as

 

Lifting up your head

Raising your eyes to the sun

And embracing change.

 

Leave the little scars

And let them be reminders

Of what

You’ve

overcome.

 

Love,

Jenni