where do we go? when all the roads turn into dead ends and we have no choice but to watch the ones we love fall apart every single night, what do we do; when the world flips upside down and it feels like you're sinking; with an anchor pulling you by your ankle. a rose for every smile faded. a dead rose for every tear dropped. a ring for the one you loved the most, sad to never give it away. your favorite prized possession. your anchor, that keeps you here. with me. and the others that have helped you.
don't give in, please.
keep holding on.
you are the one who has seen me in the darkest times and you are the one who has watched me change over time, into whatever the fuck i have become. good or bad, i hope i have made you smile once, or twice. i hope that i have given you the sun in your darkest rooms, i hope that i am good. good for you, good for everyone around us. good for everyone who has seen me become what i have become.
the American dream is a dream, not a reality. once you have the family, house, money, car or whatever you want; you may find that you're not happy; like you dreamed you would be; is it safe for me to ask
was it worth
it?
was it worth giving up your full ride to your favorite college?
was it worth giving up your best friend?
was it worth leaving all of them behind?
was it worth staying in this fucked up town, to get together with your true love?
was it okay to watch it all fall apart?
after you have given up everything you needed?
was it okay, to give birth
to
a
failure
like
me.
