My Teachers
It’s hard to take a chance on someone not knowing what’s expected,
But I’m drowning in my emotions, I’m gasping for air
I’m desperate for their help but I don’t know what to say
With life or death on the line, I know I have to change,
So I can live another day and live my life my way
I found the little courage I had to take a big step,
To take off my mask before I become a mess,
Because the ugly truth is better than living a lie,
So I place my heart on my sleeve leaving it to be crushed or revived
We talked to let go of the pain
When I cried, they never looked away
They braced me in their arms and allowed me to stay,
Saying “you are the world to me, you make me proud everyday”
Their grateful hearts make miracles
They shine light on the things I am unable to see
They choose to invest so much in me that they would lose a piece of them if I were to disappear
Merely because I exist and I am me
I’m confused why they love me so much,
But I know why I’m thankful for them
They kept me out of the hospital yet another day
I don’t know how I’m ever going to repay,
But I can start by saying “thank you” for always being there
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