Giving up is so easy,
It's harder to stand on your ground
And not even waver.
But sometimes I feel like I need it though-
The giving up,
So I can stand back up.
I swear, every time I do,
Even for a second or two,
I feel my heart stop,
And my vision go blank.
It's so hard to be young,
Even harder to be an adult,
Just when exactly are we supposed
To stop the thinking,
The future-creating,
The running,
The chasing
And the obsessing.
Why can't we just breathe?
Take a moment and really,
Just fucking...breathe?
Enjoy the ride as it lasts?
Not think before we jump?
Just when exactly is the right time,
To forget about how fast life runs,
And be ourselves
For once in a while?
And love ourselves,
Just for who we are?