how do you deal with it?
where's the how-to-book,
where are the instructions.
And when it happens,
do you run?
I wanted to.
but I have no other choice than to face it.
The hardest part was accepting it.
To be quite honest,
I will never accept it.
But the fact that I can accept that I don't accept it, kills me.
It's an infected scar that is hard to hide when it bleeds on its own.
But it hides well in public.
and do you ever picture them,
looking at you.
can you picture them next to you during your hardships?
do you feel his presence,
can you hear him tell you that you'll be fine?
It's easy to smile when you know they're smiling with you.
You don't need to see them, but you can feel their presence.
Their souls ignite that fire inside when it feels like it's dying out,
they are everything to me.
they keep me focused.
they keep me sane.
they give me comfort,
they give me pain.
it's a constant struggle of confusion,
because when you sit and you think about it.
it can turn your entire world upside down.
so many conclusions made up in our minds,
we don't know which one is the right one.
so we panick and search for answers.
the truth is, no human being has the answers.
they haven't been privileged to be there yet.
That's what scares us the most about it,
the fact that we don't know.
and the conclusions start up again,
now they've turned into lies that we've been taught to believe.
