I Was Never Meant To Be This

I Make A Good Living Doing What I Do.

Scrape The Grey Sky Clean. Realize Every Grey Cloud Is A Smoke Screen To Blind Us From The Truth, And The Truth Is Whether We See Them Or Not The Sun And Moon Are Still There, And Always There Is Light.

To Discover The Thing You're Brilliant At You First Have To Endure Realizing All The Things You're Average At.

I Have Loved This Life. I Smile Because I Have Tiny Dreams That Play Hopscotch At The Corners Of My Mouth. And Every Time I Breathe They Float, Every Time I Laugh, They Fly Kites.

I'm Not The Only Kid Who Grew Up This Way, Surrounded By People Who Used To Say That Rhyme About Sticks And Stones, As If Broken Bones Hurt More Than The Names We Got Called, And We Got Called Them All. So We Grew Up Believing No One Would Ever Fall In Love With Us, That We'd Be Lonely Forever, That We'd Never Meet Someone To Make Us Feel Like The Sun Was Something They Built For Us In Their Toolshed. So Broken Heartstrings Bled The Blues, And We Tried To Empty Ourselves So We'd Feel Nothing. Don't Tell Me That Hurts Less Than A Broken Bone...