If you cry, you'll die
Inside and outside is empty
The backyard Is full of holes
If you try to patch it up
You will dig up your own grave
Someone will choke you down
So all you need to do and remember
Is to hold and keep everything together.

If you're a mess
You came from a mess
You know less
Then you want to be someone else's
But your first place is inside a backyard
And right now, taking them for granted
Is what you trying to accomplish.

Acceptance
For who you are
They taught you that

Success
You owe it to them

Failures
You ask them for help

Forgiveness
They'll eventually over it.

So tell me, are you a mess?

-Levianel