I don’t believe in heroes, they only exist in stories. And life isn’t the story they exists in.
I will stand here and I will stand firm. I will conquer my obstacles, and I will fight my demons. I will say my prayers, and do my best to prove that I am not just another pretty face.
A drop in the ocean, a change in the weather, I was praying that you and me might end up together, it’s like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert.
What happened to us we used to love each other, now we don’t even speak.
Over the years I’ve learned you can’t count on anyone to be there for you, you have to be there for yourself, and hope even then that it’s enough.
I have scars on my body where people have burned me with my trust and love, scars I will never forget. My lesson has been learned.