Crazy

Sometimes I feel crazy,
From my brain carrying too much.
I remember my childhood,
Just as I remember the last time I ate lunch.
I remember the good times,
Sadly, I also recall the bad.
I remember when all the tricks were up,
When the cat was pulled out of the bag.
I've broken down, screaming at the Sky.
I never knew when it was time to say goodbye.
All I kept asking the world was why?
"Why?"
Why did this have to happen to me?
"Why didn't they stay true?"

"Why weren't they there for me?"

"Why did this lesson have to be so hard?"

"Why did they leave me?"

Why?

Why?

Why?

But I forgot to be grateful and say

"Thank you."

Thank you, for teaching me many hard lessons

and

for each and every blessing.

No. That doesn't mean you should settle for less. 

You're not crazy.
You're not stupid.
You're not lost .
You're not a waste .
You're not the words they label you.

You being you, is the only way to remain true.

True to what it means to be you,

They will knock you down.

Over..

and

Over.

But fight past the pain,

Even if it makes you insane.

Show them you have no shame.

I am the best version of me, I could be.

I only know what has been taught to me.

I can only teach from the experience that were

brought to the light for me to see.

I'm thankful for those experiences,

That allowed me to sigh in relief.

That person was meant to teach you..

Loyalty cannot be earned.

Missing that opportunity,

Led me to take the right turn.

Falling to my knees,

and crying for someone to hear me,

led me to find the light .. that sometimes becomes blurry.

I'm not crazy.

I'm not dumb.

I am not wrong,
because I thought I found the one.

I'm just a little wounded,

My thorns are still growing strong.

All those who hurt me,

They may have been in the wrong.

But it's a new day

Whether you pray

Or you manifest.

Whether you're ready for the next quest.

There's more to life than what you read ,

and one day every lesson will be a part of me.

I'm not perfect,

But I care.

I am brave,

But sometimes I get scared.

I am strong,
But I have become weak before.

If life's a game,
I'm no longer keeping score.

Just live each day like it's your last ,
Find ways to face and let go of your past.

You only get one life
Sometimes it may cut you like a knife.

You will become what you're supposed to be who is that you ask?

I'm supposed to create the most taken care of version of me.

I can't help anyone ,

If I can't help myself.

So for today, I'm grateful,  

Because if not, I'd be spiteful .

Spiteful people never win ,

So I live my life like it will never end .

I'm a hypocrite, I know.

The map isn't always clear

But, karma will protect you

As long as you've shown you've faced your fears.

I know sometimes it's easy to give up

But I know

you can find the courage to become "man enough"

Whatever that means

Don't think into it too deep

Just remember,

you're more than just the company you keep.

You are Art.

With missing blank spots to fill in.

I know that in the end

If this is a game

And if you really want to

You can win.

I'm not just not sure if the prize is worth it in the end.

Just live your life day by day

and shout from the rooftops

You're Ready to Play.