I’m a young,
talented,
and fortunate individual.
I work and I work
and I work.
I work very hard.
My life is
peachy-fucking-keen.
It wasn’t always.
A lot of
hard work was put in.
Blood,
sweat,
and hard work
were all used in the
making of this life.
Remember,
the tears I shed
honor memories,
reap pain,
bleed of
indescribable
heartache,
and scream
happiness and joy.
Unless
there is
to be a change
in behavior,
these tears will
never ever
be for you,
nor will they ever honor you.