Where it’d go?
Word made of air,
It danced out my lips.
But didn’t get shared.

It got stuck in my throat.
Or lost in my mind.
Of course it’s in a place
I cannot find.

Word made of air
Word made of air
You were meant
To help despair.

Oh! But where have you gone?
I’ll probably remember you by dawn.

I needed you to know.
It’s not just an expression,
It was never perfection.
Love isn't touch,
Three words aren't much.

But the feeling they convey,
can brighten someone's day.
I happened to come your way.
I'm a complete stranger,
But a kind word or two
shouldn't be a sin:

I love you.
You're cherished.
You're wonderful.
One day they'll see that too.
God Bless you.

Perhaps it was all a play.
If one obnoxious day
I decide to walk away,

Will someone hold my hand and say,
“You’re better than this, please stay.”

I know more colors than grey.
I’ve just forgotten to dance in the rain
I’ve forgotten to smile through pain.
I know there’s more colors than grey
So I’ll try to remember today.

I broke a glass cup.
It shattered in my feet,
I stared as it fell, for
It didn’t cut deep.

I wanted water,
Just a cup of water
I was very busy
being the eldest daughter,
I ignored feeling dizzy
And kept cleaning.

I didn’t mean to, but I broke you.
You can’t serve water any longer
With a plastic cup I wonder:
Did I crack first—
Or did I become my mother?

If you can still breathe,
It can still happen.
If you can still move,
Keep your pencil sharpened.

If you can see the dark
If you can feel the cold,
It means you still have a heart.
Just— your story’s untold.

Let your wings unfold.

Im not being rhetorical,
Or sarcastic, or philosophical,
Or any fancy, poetic way.
I’m just saying, there’s always a way.