My Thoughts are Important
My head is a mess Full of thoughts I can't convey Words images Half incomplete sentences All running together like paint To form a blurred idea
My head is a mess Full of thoughts I can't convey Words images Half incomplete sentences All running together like paint To form a blurred idea
When you found me I was a wounded bird So broken I couldn't fly
My pain is not funny I am not a toy for your amusement
You can say over and over again that it's only a joke
But I am not laughing
It's astounding what a difference small changes can make reshaping my entire outlook on the rest of life
An endless struggle to love myself and who I am without finding someone else to do it for me
You can fly o'er the mountains, fly o'er the sea Little baby bird, won't you fly home to me You can see all the flowers, you can see all the bees Little baby bird, just come back home to me
sharing my light has always been easy carrying others smiling and supporting crafting just the right words to brighten their hard days
From the moment I held you I loved you with all my heart I promised that I'd do my best Even though I was so lost
The ones who are there for EVERYONE are the ones most likely to forget
that the person who needs their love the most is THEM
We can hear them laughing For me, it was a lifetime ago For you, it's happening right now