It’s alright to cry, even my heart does sometimes, in silent, so don’t wipe your eyes, tears remind you’re alive.
It’s alright to die, because that’s the only thing you haven’t tried, but just for tonight, hold on.
It’s alright to shake, even my hand does sometimes, so inside e’ll rage against the dying of the light.
It is alright to say that death’s the only thing you haven’t tried, but just for today, hold on.
So live life like you’re giving up, because you act like you are, go ahead and just live it up, go on and tear me apart, and hold on.
When tomorrow comes I’ll be on my own feeling frightened of the things that I don’t know, and though the road is long, I’ll look up to the sky, and in the dark I found, lost hope that I won’t fly.
I stare at my reflection in the mirar, why am I doing this to myself, losing my mind on a tiny error I nearly left the real me on the shelf.
Don’t lose who you are, in the blur of the stars, seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing It’s okay not to be okay, sometimes it’s hard to follow your heart, but tears don’t mean you’re losing everybody’s bruising, Just be true to who you are.
Brushing my hair, do I look perfect? I forgot what to do to fit the mold the more I try, the less it’s working, because everything inside me screams.