It doesn’t matter how loud you are, something silent and soft is going to make you quiet one day.
All the hurt you carry inside you as it belongs to the broken bones of soldiers in the war across the world is going to make you want to heal your wounds one day.
All the cold, numb pain you sip in the morning, once out of the bed.. Like it doesn’t matter how who leave you anymore is going to make the sky rain down someday
And the thought you have every day, that the world will be better without you in, just want to let you know that it doesn’t matter useless or used you feel at this hour
~It doesn’t matter who loves or hates you this morning
~It doesn’t matter who pretend to care or not to care for you every time you need
~It doesn’t matter what others like or dislike about your eyes, face, and body
You should know, that someday or sometime you are going to be grateful for choosing to stay
You are going to make yourself kind and proud
And even you don’t end up doing anything great, know that the love you give yourself somehow is saving the world that feels you have failed…