Want

I want to walk on far off sandy beaches

And it just gets kind of tough

When I'm told to play in the sandbox

And that's supposed to be enough

I want to soak in the masterpeices

And it just gets kind of hard

When internet images

Are as close as I get to art

 

I want to be satisfied with what I have

But slowly I'm learning

The youthful position

Is one of yearning

Survivors

They wear battle scars

And they don't know how beautiful they are

And society doesn't understand

That it's a fight

With monsters in the mirror

And monsters inside

When your fighting yourself

There's no where to hide

So they wear battle scars

They don't know how beautiful they are

They find relief

In red lines

And I wish it didn't have to hurt

But I'm so glad they are alive

Living and fighting another day

So strong with their battle scars

And I wish each and every one

Would know how beautiful they are

I wish for a world where so many lovely people I know we'rent effected by inner monsters. If you are struggling with self harm, help is out there. http://www.selfinjury.com/ I pray better days are to come for all of you