Your at school but, are you really? It honestly feels like your not even there. Your mind is somewhere else, your body feels somewhere else. This school is not real, this world is not real. Your tired of being stressed out at school and at home. It's like coping with depression by coping WITH depression. The divorce, The bullying, The whole ordeal. It isn't real. It isn't real, your not here, it isn't real...
(The music stops)
you need to wake up.
You just refuse to realize that what happened can't be helped.
It's not your fault.
But the pain you caused because of it was.
you need to accept...that
you need to acknowledge it.
Your not just a little boy anymore.
Your a teenager, becoming a man.
But what exactly is "becoming of a man"?
It's definitely not him.
But maybe he's changed ş̵̩̳̤̖͚̰̮͓̲̣̉͗̉͗̄̀̀͂̓̈̂̓̌̑͐͑͂̕͘ͅt̸̨̙̬̱̙̝̠̞͓͍̣͖̱͍̗̘̜̬̰̎́̆̊̄͒̂͒̊́͛͆͛̓́̑̇̅̈͌͒̀͑͘͝͝͠o̶̢͉̹̱̞̮̝̼̣͍̖̞̽̅̏̏̃́̈́̿͑̇̈́͊̋̇͜͝͝ͅp̵̲͓͛̃͊̀̔̈́̀̔͆̔́́̌͐̅̅͗̾̋͐̀̏͘̚͘̚̚͜͝ ̷̨̡̛̘̟̰͖͚͙̩̙̬̭͛̔͐̽̊̈́̍̋͑͑̂̈́͐̊̂̎̈́̃̽̀́͛͋͋͘͘͝l̵̛̹͈̮̪̰̥̲̐̌̓̈́͋̍͊̽͒͒̈́̍̈͗̄̍̓͗͂̕͠͠y̷̧̢̛̰͚̩͚̟̦͖̙͙̳̗̥̜̌̍̏͋̽̓͐̽̉͒͆͆̈́͗̎̋̈́̈̚̕̕ì̴̡̮̖̟̻̮̮̱̱̹̻͔̝̳͖̱͙̙̘̠̭͎͇̽̽̇̈̔̄̿̎͛̓͋͜͝͠ͅn̷̡̡̡͚̲̘̱̯̞̳͓̹͚̗̝̭̘̳͙͇̼͚͕̓̌́̄͗̅g̶̢̛̛̫͉̒͂̎̑̿͑̀̍̑̿̌̔̌̑͂̐̽̒̇̀̃̏̿͋͌̕̕͝ ̷̛̜͗̌̑ţ̵̛͇̭̼̼̟̿ȯ̸̡̨͕͙̠͕͕̟̮͕͉̜̘͍͕̭̞̗̳̤͖̩͔̞͔͈͋̀̀̈́́̄̈̋̽̾̇͒͆̾͋͛̂̋̿̀̊̚̕͜͜͜͝͠ͅ ̵̢̨͍͉̤̪͕̰͈̖͖͍̤̳̫̟̰͖̪͒͜y̶̛̛̻̳̱̖̩̪͖̱͍̗̯̘̭̥̗͂̒̇̈́͆͆̋̈̂̈́̂̄̂̈̒̏̓̎̿̚̚͜͝͝͝o̷̧̨̢̙̹̙̖͎̰͚̪͈͉͙̹̰͇̞̝̟̿͆̆́̓̈̿̈́̒ͅù̷̧̟̪̩̯̦͚͍̞̫͎̭̮͓̥̦̗̹̓̋̽̈́́͌̀̀͋̊́̉̅̌̃̄̈̋̎͝͠͝r̴̡̳̗͇̹̥̱̮̞̟̤͙̺͇̾̀̀͗̊͂̾̊͐̎̀͐́͘͠͝ ̶̲̙̟̬̼̫̝̝͗̓̈͝s̵̨̡̺̜͎̹͚̣̺̋͑̐͊̆̕͘e̴̡̨͔͖͇̤̅͗̇̑̓̓̆͗̿̿̏̓́̎͐̈́͗̚͠͠l̶͕͆̓̈̔̏͂͋̉̋͌͂̕f̷̡̛̜̣̈́̏̀̈́́̿͊̏̔̐̿̕͘͝͝͠͝
There are already people in your life who care about you and who are willing to go 100%
Don't allow yourself to get hurt again.
I'm lucky to have people who care about me.
I want to forget the pain so that I can allow that to happen
So I must forgive and forget.
But the only person I haven't forgave was myself.
Let's do that together...ok?
And don't forget that God loves you.