The thing about pain
is it won't last forever.
It kills you right now,
but with time it gets better.
The thing about scars,
is they all start to fade.
Until nothing is left,
of the cuts that were made.
The thing about to day,
is that there's always tomorrow.
And if you can't find a smile,
I have one you can borrow.
The thing about help,
is it stands right beside you,
but it won't know it's needed
unless you reach out your hand.
The thing about love,
is you can't feel it's touch.
Until you let someone know,
that this world is too much.
