Lately, I've been thinking
That if I died yesterday
Then I wouldn't be able to see
That today was a wonderful day
I wouldn't be able to see the beautifully bloomed flowers,
My nephew that hasn't visited for a while,
The old lady that greeted me this morning,
Nor the kind stranger that asked if I was okay.
They were all such simple things
But my heart broke
Since it's been a while
When I heard those words
They made me realize
"Ah, I'm still here.
I'm still alive."
If I killed myself last night
Then I wouldn't have been able to hear those words
"How are you?"
"Good Morning."
"Are you okay?"
I couldn't care less if it was lie
Just hearing those words are enough
To encourage me, that maybe...
Just maybe
It will get better.
That tomorrow will be a good day to live
And that this moment could happen once more and when it does
I hope that it'll last a lifetime.
