Writing From the Heart
I'm writing from the heart
To tell you I'm not special.
I don't deserve special treament.
I don't deserve your pity.
I don't need your pity.
I'm writing from the heart
To tell you I love writing- almost as much as I love eating.
(and that's saying a lot)
Next to performing onstage,
Pouring my heart out on paper
Is an irreplacable feeling.
I'm writing from the heart
To tell you that I try.
I try my best and nothing less.
Sometimes I even find myself caring too much.
About everything.
I'm writing from the heart
To tell you that like everyone else,
I have struggled.
But even though I've struggled,
And suffered,
I've overcome,
And conquered:
The madness and insanity
The lies and rejection
The cuts and the scars
The blood and the pain
The consumption of self-hate
The swallowing of my fears
The drowning of my tears.
I'm writing from the heart
To tell you that none of it matters.
The details of the past,
Don't matter.
Why should they?
This is now.
And I am here.
I am here to tell you
I'm writing from my heart.