when you
told me you thought i was depressed, i realized i was.
when you told me everything would get better i believed you.
when it got better and then spiraled downhill, i lost faith.
when i realized that living in my self pity, and crying for the things i’ve lost is tormenting me, i got stronger.
when i saved myself from drowning in those endless tears, i found hope.
its never too late, even when it seems like everything and everyones against you, find the strength to move on.
