Never Give Up

Midnight

I'm the middle of the night, they visit me,

The thoughts,

The feelings,

That I thought I forgot.

They speak to me saying,

It's not ok to be you.

You are a mistake.

You should have never been born.

I scream back,

I may not be perfect but I love me.

I am not a mistake, I make mistakes; we all do.

I was born for a reason we all were.

If you want to get out alive,

Don't listen.

You are perfect in your own way.

You deserve to live.

You deserve love.

Never forget the thoughts but,

Never listen to them,

Prove them wrong.