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.