I’m 20-Years-Old And I’m Tired (But I’m Going To Keep Fighting)
20 years of my life, tired, worn out, but not defeated. I’m broken, but not beyond repair.
20 years of my life, tired, worn out, but not defeated. I’m broken, but not beyond repair.
You call it a mid-life crisis. But you’re only 20. You call it a mere season, but the nagging feeling has been there for seasons. Everywhere you turn, you feel unwanted, replaceable.
When you feel like you can’t go on, please hold on. It’s tough darling, but you’re tougher.
Take the time to be grateful. Spend alone moments in the morning.
You’re not just going to get by because there are so much within you that the world has yet to see, so much energy, so much love and so much joy.
Personal means that she’ll have to start scratching the scabs while hoping they don’t bleed. To go personal means to feel. To feel means to renege on her promise she made with herself.
I’ll take your good and bad and love you even if no one else approves of you. Within our love story, there will be so many other little love stories.
You are still the one person I wish I had.
I’m your little ‘enigma’, the code you’d like to decipher, the girl you keep trying to figure out, to unravel.