In the end it’s you. 

You have to be who you are. 

Face the struggle alone.

Live with what is given to you. 

Love yourself, build yourself up all together 

every time you got shattered up in pieces. 

Fact is, we all know it. 

But it’s always hard to face it. 

Alone in a big crowd.

Wanting to be found, wanting to be seen. Wanted to be loved. 

But you’re the only person who can save, see and love yourself. 

Doesn’t it sound easy, so like not a big deal at all? 

But why is reality feeling like the biggest pain right now. 

Drowning in a river of tears. 

I know I’m strong but I’m in fear. Accepting the chaos life is, is a bitter pill I didn’t know how to swallow right yet.