It’s not that I’m not thankful for everything I have. I just don’t feel like laughing anymore.
And it’s not that I believe that all that’s good will one day pass. It’s just that I’ve lost everything before.
And if I don’t have peace within,
And if I’m dying to give in,
And if the road is tough,
And if I’ve had it rough,
And if lying is a sin,
Then the truth is that I don’t feel like laughing.
But I still see the starts in the night, shining bright around me.
And I still get lost in the beauty of the mountain tops.
And I still believe in God, and all that He spoke of,
It’s just that I have seen the frailty of humanity.
It’s just that I have been the frailty of humanity.
It’s just that I am still the frailty of humanity.
-from 10th grade