Or she,
Or whoever they may be,
Just looks at you.
(With those dead eyes)
And she,
Or he,
Your last hope of a safety net -
Gently tears apart like gossamer threads
Recoiling at the meeting
Of your falling, ugly, back.
It's not so hard, you know!
To rise to every challenge.
To be a gentle reed.
To love, strong.
To hold the summer sky inside your chest.
It's isn't so difficult,
To stand.
To know yourself.
To love your tired eyes,
And sinking skin.
To live regardless of the weight of who you've been,
On more than just your shoulders.
As long as,
And you see - this part is important:
As long as,
You have everything.