half-baked truth


a half truth is a whole lie.


 

look

rising above the darkness


“I am thankful for my struggle because without it i wouldn’t have stumbled across my strength”


rising

trapped in our own world


you are a prisoner of your own mind


trapped

you are your own writer


when writing the story of your life, don’t let anyone else hold the pen.


open

bloom from within


by allowing the weight of stress to leave your shoulders and body


Bloom

too much on your mind


tears are simply raindrops from the stormĀ inside of us


tears

 

we are who we are


everybody has a chapter they don’t read out loud


Body image

why pretend?


i am exhausted from trying to be stronger than i feel.


Sad

empty echo


i have so much left to say to you.


do not fly away


even if i was a bird, flying away it wouldn’t help. the problem is in my head, not in the place


fly