Broken fragments of a lost soul

Its always hard to lean in to love when there's so much hate in the world. Its always time-consuming to write a book of memories for one feels too lenient to write one chapter of their lives; after all nothing is enough. But there's something. No it isn't light, no it isn't the sun. You know what it is? Its your soul calling out, your emotions on the verge of bursting cause they had enough, cause you know what? Your soul knows where it belongs, to you. Not to the hungry pack of hyenas out there who are tearing you out. You belong to yourself, not to the opinions of others. Never forget who you are cause you are what you feel and that is the fact, ladies and gentlemen.