I used to think it

Was

Too late for me

I used to think I

Would

Rot away without having lived a life

I used to think I’d

Die

Just as he had

I used to think I’d

Fall

And never get back up

But now…

If…

If I really think about this

It still hurts

I’m still in pain

But everything beautiful is in pain

Or at least,

Everything beautiful has been in pain at some point,

So I don’t need to be ok.

No one needs to be ok,

They just need to be willing to stand up.

If you ever think you’re not good enough,

Well,

You’d have to be an absolute fool to believe that.