you’re not all bad...
Tell me if I’m wrong...Â
You think you’re all bad... you don’t think anything in you is good.
Deep down you believe their lies? Maybe you should?
But it’s incredible, you think you have to stand where you’ve always stood...
You don’t.
This is your life, your past is already wrote.
Stop wasting your time trying to fix it.
You’ve done some shitty things whether or not you want to admit it.
I’m not talking down about you...
That’s something that I will never do.
I’m always here, that will never change.
We’ve fought and you’ve hated me but I love you just the same.
You’re amazing inside and out, do you see?
You might have gone through crazy things that I’ll never understand.
But that’s not where you have to keep living.
You might need to take medicine just to feel apart of some norm.
It’s not something you need to label yourself on,
hold your head up, you’re a star.
You’re perfect to me, you can come and tell me all your stories.
There’s nothing pushing me away, I’m gonna help you write your glory.
You’re funny, you’re crazy and you’ve made some beautiful kids.
Tell me all about your parents.
Tell me about where you’ve lived.
Tell me all about the times you stayed awake, not able to sleep.
Tell me about the demons in your head and how they hold you while you weep.
