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I Know


Hey you,

I know

I know that this year has pushed you to your limits

And that sometimes life kind of sucks

Actually a lot of times life really sucks

I know that you’ve messed up, and that you’ve done things you regret

You’ve skipped out on assignments

You’ve put off college applications and

Meetings with teachers

I know you’ve lied

All kinds of ways

Little fibs, white lies, partial truths, and wholehearted, full, detailed lies that cannot contain an Ounce of honesty

I know those lies have come back to haunt you right as the stars come out, and everything should Be peaceful except for the feeling

The feeling that something is being hollowed out in your stomach, and slowly, little drips of guilt Are filling the cavity

I know that you’ve cried.

A lot.

Sometimes crying can be therapeutic, but I know

Yours hasn’t been.

I know that nobody knows

Well actually three people know, but I know that you think one has forgotten, and the other person is us

I know you are sad, I know you feel lonely, I know you feel angry, and frustrated

I know that those never go away

But.

Sometimes they do

Sometimes

In a moment of bubbling laughter spilling out of your lips,

All you can feel is the happy

Sometimes,

Sitting in a parked car with the music pulsing through your whole body, screaming the words to an old, old song, next to a loved friend,

All you can feel is the music

Sometimes,

Driving through a parking lot, with your head, shoulders, and arms out of the sunroof, cold, cold wind whipping your hair in a frenzy,

All you can feel is the wind

I know it’s easier to write about sad things than happy things

I know you think that the hard outnumber the easy

I know you think the sad outnumber the happy

I know what you want your life to look like

I know you’re on your way there

I know the way isn’t easy, but

I know there is a way

I know

I know

I know

 

From, Molly

 
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