Summer 2015: day 1

It's not always easy wearing your

Heart on your sleeve.

You laugh a lot,

But sometimes you get angry. 

Sometimes you just have to cry. 

And you cry,

And you cry,

And you think someone hears you.

But if they do,

They've got a real way of showing it

Without you knowing. 

Something about transition makes you vulnerable,

Uncomfortable,

And terrified of every tomorrow. 

You punch as hard as you can

You fight to suppress the sounds of your tears dropping on the blanket

But sometimes you must let them go.

And if anyone knows,

They've got a way of showing it

Without you knowing. 

You set your hopes high enough,

You just might get it right this time,

But this world is not your home. 

It's not always easy to believe.

It's not always easy being free. 

It's not always easy to be.