Little mousegirl Alone in a big world searching for someone to hold
Scared mousegirl Monsters all around never knowing who to trust
Sad mousegirl Hurt by the monsters She's curled up crying her tears
Lonely mousegirl Cut off from the world kept locked up by her own fear
Kind mousegirl Always trusting no matter how many times she gets hurt
Happy mousegirl She found the good The warm, loving people with whom she belongs
We were built differently We work in ways that so many don't understand So they called us names
Weird Creepy Disgusting Wrong Broken Burden
They said those words Over and over and over Until we believed them We started calling ourselves that
But they're wrong We are not broken We are not burdens No, we are
Kind Trusting Loving Silly Beautiful Special Different
If they can keep saying all those mean words Then why can't we say all those kind words?
Let's use new words to describe who we really are And keep using them over and over again until we believe them
Sometimes Life hits HARD too fast to react too strong to take too much to bear and I have to stop and rest When I do I realize I wasn't ready Life was worse than I thought it'd be
It's so easy to become jaded to assume Life will always be this bad
Sometimes Life surprises me it's soft and calming, gentle and kind, warm and loving Life is looking out for me I realize Life was better than I thought it'd be
It's so hard to take Life one day at a time But I still have those moments of kindness to remind me
That Life isn't always as bad As I thought it'd be
Fear follows me Nipping at my heels whispering all the reasons to run away and hide
She has her reasons I know they're valid The world can be cruel I've lived that reality
What has that caution cost me? A lifetime of hiding away of being anyone except me of being lonely and miserable
I'm tired of hiding I'm tired of letting Fear stop me I'm tired of lying to myself No more
Yes, I am afraid Yes, there are reasons to be But I won't let Fear stop me from being me
It’s easy to run away It’s hard to stand up and speak Finding shelter feels safer Even when it makes you feel weak
Even when in darkness it’s always possible to say “It’s gonna be alright” and look forward to better days
One Year Ago
I found myself at my lowest point Barely keeping my head above water My brain screaming to give up But I held my head up long enough to take out my tools and fix it
Walking everywhere with a rain cloud overhead Struggling everyday just to get out of bed