I know you’re tired
I know it’s a lot
The weather is hot
You’re a bomb that’s wired
Set to go off at any moment
You don’t know how much more you can take
You don’t know how much of an effort you can make
Everything around you seems to be your opponent
You think it all needs to be neat, like a poem that rhymes.
You think you need to be better than you are.
But the truth of the matter is that sometimes poems don’t rhyme, and sometimes your best pales in comparison to the expectations you set for yourself.
The truth is that you are doing fine, even if you don’t feel like it.
The truth is that you take one look at your storm before looking anywhere else, and when your eyes are on the storm that is all you will see.
So look up, darling. There are bigger and better things than the storm in front of you.