Don't Tell Me You're Not

Everyone Knows Pain. We Are Not Meant To Carry It Forever. We Were Never Meant To Hold It So Closely, So Be Certain In The Belief That What Pain Belongs To Now Will Belong Soon To Then. That When Someone Asks You How Was Your Day, Realize That For Some Of Us - It's The Only Way We Know How To Say, Be Calm. Loosen Your Grip, Opening Each Palm, Slowly Now - Let Go.

You See, The Deaf Have An Intimacy With Silence. It’s There In Their Dreams.

If You Think For One Second No One Knows What You've Been Going Through; Be Accepting Of The Fact That You Are Wrong, That The Long Drawn And Heavy Breaths Of Despair Have At Times Been Felt By Everyone - That Pain Is Part Of The Human Condition And That Alone Makes You A Legion.

Don't Tell Me You're Not Beautiful. You're The Kind Of Beautiful The Blind Would See If We Could Figure Out Some Way To Give Them Three Seconds Of Sight.

I Accept That Today May Be Imperfect... I Accept That I May Be As Well. What I Don't Accept Is That Imperfection Should Be The Crutch I Use To Excuse Myself From Participating In Joy.