You cannot find beauty in darkness
Cannot find peace in a storm
You will not care about love
When it truly refuses to take form.
You will be unable to count the moments
You’ve lost to yesterday.
Nor can you make up for the times you’ve worked
When you’ve really wanted to play.
Won’t have the man of your dreams
He’ll always be just out of reach.
There seems to be an abundance of mediocre
But that isn’t what we teach.
Pain has required you build a weapon
Betrayal forces you to make armor.
Shield yourself from those who would pain you
Keep safe those who would harm her.
You can say nothing came from your past
But to those of us that survive
We may not be able to claim sanity
At least we can say we are alive.