There is a song playing in my head
The weird thing is, it hasn’t been written yet
I think it happened the day we met
Or maybe, the day I was fed
a thought of you, a glimpse of a prince and a life anew
But how can I know someone I never knew?
Are you a lone soul or my whole world?
I don’t know.
But, I hear you.
You’re the tune I listen to whenever I think of “you”
I’m trying to break this habit
of calling myself names.
What will happen
if I stay this way?
Give myself a poison,
just to beg for a potion
to undo the damage I accrue.
Who am I?
What are you?
Meditate for a peaceful state
Searching for a positive fate
Maybe, I’m just not built this way.
Maybe, I’m built a warmer shade of blue.
Unknown (via fawun)
|My therapist:||Look at nature. Look at flowers. We never walk into our garden and say "Oh wouldn't that flower be so much more pretty if it were taller? Or red instead of pink?" No, we don't. Because nature was created perfect just as it is. And so are we. We are part of nature, we are how we're meant to be, we are perfect just as we are.|