If I could talk to my 16 year old self,
Would I be crazy?
She is still inside of me, right?
Maybe?
When there is a general difference,
But it all feels the same
But is there truly a difference
In the difference of a name?
Everything is a mess,
The thoughts
The impulses
The voices
Living
Breathing
It's all entirely complicated as a whole.
But what does one do to get through it all?
You just smile.
Smile until you just cant.
Just stop copying yourself.
In other words,
My dear Lauren,
Have no idea how bad it will get.
Lauren,
We learn to grow,
And grow to learn
But what the point when all we do is get through life?
Just get through tough times
Laugh a bit and spit rhymes.
Just get over the fact that you
Live
Breathe
Cry
To the point you want to die
This is just younger Lauren depression
Just wait until you get the happy circles at 18
They say it stops them in your head
They say it stops your mental roller coaster
And mellows you out so you cannot feel
Happiness nor depression
You feel nothing,
And trust be its better than either of those choices
The bottom line is
I'm here to point me in the right direction that goes up
Not the long way down.
