I always tell my friends to back off or release if something is weighing on them, that someone who makes them question their worth is not needed in their life. I always tell my friends mental and emotional health matters first and if they ever need a break from something they have the right to walk away to work on themselves, because there is no reason to put theirself in a place to get hurt. But I don't listen to my own advice because everyone is always harder on themselves.
I shove through cramps and tiny spaces on tired legs because there are people who need me to be there but I don't focus on myself as much as I should.
What I'd risk is my happiness just to make people smile and laugh, but no one does that for me when I'm down because no one understands me. I'd risk my life for strangers, by jumping into the road to stop the collision of a bus and them. What I'd risk is everything that makes me, because in the end I could careless about myself. I help other people and give my all, I share my feelings and have wide open arms. I'd risk anything to make someone happy, but myself.
