She sat in class nervously, struggling with anxiety

she was the girl everybody knew spoke too quietly

Messy hair, big rips on her jacket

She didn't get those off the rack, they were marks of madness and malice

 

Her parents were abusive always struggling and fighting each other.

She was being bullied and abused by her mother.

So of course she spoke softly, where would she learn confidence from?

But others took advantage of her too often and some

times I wondered 

what went on in her head.

Everyday she came to school crying, so I said

What's going on today, Meg?

 

What's going on today, Meg?

 

And then she spoke the first words I heard from her

My life is pain, 

there's no way out and my mom says I'm insane. 

My father got drunk yesterday and when he came

back, he yelled and yelled.

I feel so alone.

Tell me, are there really no such things as miracles?

 

I didn't know.

And I sat there without a word.

Every cell inside my body wanted to say

that's absurd --

There's a world out there.

But then I thought, filled with what?

Maybe it was true, there were no such things as miracles.

 

I used to know a guy who wanted to be a photographer

Everyday he was clicking pics and editing at his monitor

A kid in our class always made fun of him for it

But no one said a word, 'cause it was funny, and no harm would go towards it

 

But everyday it got worse

Cracked glasses, cracked lenses, and a curse

Shattered friendships and purple bruises like that’s all he was worth

And I said, maybe tomorrow I’ll step in and stop all this hurt

Yeah I’ll be the bigger man and drive his bullies from the Earth

 

But I never did

And one day in the halls,

I saw him with his camera smashed.

Parts and pieces breaking off.

And I asked him who had done this

and he looked me in the eyes

and for the first time

I saw the desperation in his mind

 

And he said, he'd done it. 

No one else could have but him.

His photos weren't beautiful

And his life worth nothing

And he looked up and said, I wish I had a miracle

And then,

I didn't ever see him back at school.

 

And everybody living wants to be an exception

Like I’m stronger than that, I have the bravery to step in

Or I can’t possibly be the cause

Of somebody else’s depression

 

But everybody thinks the same way

And sometimes I wonder

where we’re headed

if we aren’t the ones to go up there

and be the ones who said it

 

who broke the silence

Because everybody lives in silence

Hiding from their pain and accepting all the violence

And sometimes there’s no way out because nobody says a word

And that’s when we wish that we could have a miracle.

 

And one day, I went to my father and said

Do you remember what you told me just a year ago?

That I’d have to be strong because there’s no such thing as miracles?

Well I haven’t been strong, it hasn’t been long

Since the last time I quit on someone, yeah I know I’ve been wrong.

And this year has made me realize something,

 

That even though I thought I tried

I barely took the first step

For these people who I got inside

And even when I knew their story

Even when I realized their pain

I didn’t move

I didn’t speak

I didn’t fight

I didn’t speak

I just sat in silence

 

And so it was another day

Her tears reflected light like a clean crystal

A boy shouted a mean insult

And I was sitting there with a breath on my lips

In silence

Silence

Silence

But in that moment I realized the true meaning of a miracle and I said

“Meg

I’m going to be your miracle”