Sometimes you need to step outside,
clear your head
and remind yourself of who you are
and where you wanna be.
Sometimes all you can do is not think.
Not wonder.
Not obsess.
Not imagine.
Just breathe.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Everything works out in the end
and the more you worry about it,
the longer it's going to take for things to end perfectly,
just the way they should.
Maybe crying
is a means of cleaning yourself out emotionally.
Or maybe it's your communication of last resort,
the only way to express yourself when words fail.
The same as when you were a baby
and had no words.
And even though it's cloudy outside,
you have to remember,
the sun is always shining.
You just can't see the light yet.
and i know it sounds confusing,
but at that moment,
i just wanted to walk out of the room i was in,
sit down in the middle of the hall way,
and cry. just cry.
we all are a little damaged.
some of us hide it better than others,
but on some level we are all torn up.
we take it out on others and beat through life carrying it all,
and we will end up damaging someone else.
and most of the time we won't even notice or bother to care,
because we are busy with our own little disaster.
meiping || 6:15 PM