dear self,



It’s a big small world
there’s a lot to be seen
Little to be heard
you’ll feel small some days
brave on other days
Waves of excitement 
days filled with dread
new days will arise
dwellings or worry
leave them behind

And if I could
I would go back
To tell her of the love
that comes from above

don’t let thoughts and 
false words of others
define your worth
or tear you down
because there will
always be lies
they’ll cut right through
it’ll hurt and you’ll cry
but you will be alright

And if I could
I would go back
to tell her 
things and people
don’t provide love
like the love
that comes from above

be kind
to the ones you hate
rid of the darkness
be the light
be the salt
be the love

-Danielle Schriver

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