Dark years, brought endless rain, Out in the cold I lost my way. But storms won't last, they clear the air, For something new.
Love that lyric from Crimson Day. My air is clearing from all the stormy days. i feel like life is getting better. sure I still have hard days. I still fight with my mom almost every single day. I dunno if that will ever change because I will never be the daughter she wanted. But I'm slowly accepting it all. i'm learning to love myself and accept me for me. does that sound super corny? Ah well call me corny if you wanna!
I have my scars to show. Believe me when I say my storms were rough. but i can look back on those days and say I made it. i'm so much stronger now than i ever was back then.
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