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I'm currently 13 and the only thing that makes sense is sadness
So, to cope I like to hear melodies caress my ears because I'm too damaged to hug myself
Then I'll let my pen tell stories of love and horror for the simple fact that I'm afraid to love myself away from depression
I get the impression that an early death is the only way to escape to peace
But I'm afraid so for the time being I'll clean my room since I can't find the energy to organize my life
I just found an extra cassette tape in my music collection next to the pile of CD's and Records
Complementing the art hanging on the wall adjacent to my mood 
I think to myself: curiosity let's have a conversation where you tell me all the secrets Victoria victories made me hate
The tape starts with no words
The opening scene let's nature sing before the score interrupts 
Then some old guy starts speaking about life like he knows me, I'm in no mood for a lecture but I have time today
After all I was just thinking about ending it all, how could this hurt more
He says: There's a wealth beyond financial peace within the things we blink past every 24 hours
Try not to take for granted the natural order of life around you 
I know the stress will have you crying rivers on the inside that you never let water your cheeks
But you need to face your fears, or the dam will explode 
You need to Yoga flex your way through the challenges less flexibility become a weakness 
Not your strength; muscles are for show, but the morality of your core can lift you past anything if you water your flowers of dread 
"Be like water my friend," and if I'm being bru-tal-ly honest you lie to yourself too much
Fright has kept you in third place longer than you should have been
Unable to reach the heights you are meant for
Remember the natural order of things, but know a long list keeps your further from progress than small steps of truth
You're 34 now and just entering your prime
The next decade will be the soundtrack to the whole of your life
The season from the age of 13-32 was just a small slice
My teenage brain begins to become bored and 34 is forever away 
And right before I was about to stop the tape he said something that made me think, maybe he knows a little something:
“You are the most coveted rose”... you see I love the floral print of life 
And this statement was the first time outside of my parents that I felt worthy
He then went on to say
You're beautiful in full bloom but still walk like a sunflower with its head down 
It's ok to be a lazy daisy sometimes but remember the sun never stops smiling and the moon never stops dreaming
So, neither should you
Your tulip words are meant to be heard by the world
And one day they will, as sure as a daffodil 
Will blow it's horn of victory past everything that has held you back
Just keep fighting and I promise you will win
p.s. don't be afraid to cry...
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