empty hands
worked hard for everything i have
always forced to face everything i can’t
so whenever i fall and things come crashing down
i make sure to admire the structure
let failure turn you into your deepest lover

i had always been used to comparing myself
now i know what it feels to be aware of myself
prepared with what’s dealt
i am all i own
the only one i call my own
yet sometimes this road seems bleak
i feel like turning back with how much i long for home
but i see how far i’ve come
and then i long for more

now all grown up yet disconnected with my inner child
but willing to give more
the distance i lived with is the same distance i live for
just know when i’m carving out my space
i would give you the whole universe and all of outer space
because there are two kinds of friends in this world
the ones you heard
and the ones you hurt

A. Hymn || 7/19/2016