I'm tired of nights that end alone while surrounded by people
I'm tired of feeling forgotten when I know I'm on my mother's mind
I'm tired of being convinced of the lie that revolves in my mind that says I'm not worth his love
That I'm not worth anyone's love
I'm tired of thinking it's finally over but falling back down again and again
I haven't given up
I don't have a solution..
But I think the sunshine in the morning and the promise of even one good day is the hope that holds me till dawn
So whether this message is for me, or someone else, hold on to the sun when the night comes
The dark can never completely shut out it's light.
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