When life is too much When it hits too hard It helps to know That I can stop and listen to the sounds of life
Close my eyes Take deep breaths
Listen
Birds Piano Guitar Drums Laughter Song Happiness Rain Love
Life goes on All around me And I know I can listen And remember that I'm not alone
It has taken years and years and years To see myself As more than my mistakes To love myself Despite the times I didn't think I didn't know I didn't understand
If that is all YOU see If you cannot accept That I am NOT perfect Then all YOU are doing is holding ME back
and I deserve so much better
I've held on to so much for so long
So much pain So much regret So much resentment
I never knew how to let go But it's time That I start learning
Deep breaths Open my hands Let go
It's finally time To let it all go
Today my mind is for ME
Not the world's problems Not my friends' problems Not my loved ones' problems ME
They are all so important But if I worry about them I'll be consumed By tending those flowers I'll forget all about my own
It's not that I don't care It's that I DO care too much
So today my mind is for me I'll take my time Focus on being me And taking care of me And loving ME
When I look at a flower I see past her petals I see a seed that grew from nothing beat the harsh indifference of nature grew into a beautiful array of color
She gives others hope She's a token of love and loss Of new beginnings One of many performers in the great symphony of nature
That's what I see That's how my mind works Seeing a piece of the world that only I will ever see
I'm like that flower Blooming with my unique colors Daring to be different And that is a wonderful thing
That is what I see when I look at me
One of the many tools I have available to me is the breath in my body
With a deep breath I can return to center Calm my mind Restore my energy
I know No matter how scared or angry or stressed out I happen to be
I can take a breath Hold it Let it out Hold it
Return to center Return to stability
And everything will be okay
Why must they hate us? We only want to be ourselves To exist honestly To show who we are We choose our names We tell people what to call us Yet they refuse They insist that they know better But they don't How can anyone know us better than ourselves? Why must we be afraid To introduce ourselves To wear the clothes we want To have the bodies that make us comfortable That's all we want To exist To be who we are Why is that so much? Why?
I sculpted this mask Carved and decorated it Slaved over every detail Then I wore it around other people And they all loved me
I will listen to all of your problems offer support the best I can but you must understand that there will be a point at which I reach my limits and I must take care of myself
I care too much
Obsessed with the idea that everyone should be happy I toss my own feelings aside