You deserve to wake up in the morning to the birds singing and the piano playing a soft melody just for you as you comb your hair.
You deserve applause and cheering when you finish your morning run, all heaving breath and muscles clenching.
You deserve a kiss on the cheek with your morning coffee and a pat on the butt as you walk out that front door.
When you’re riding to work and you clock in and give everyone your best smile despite what you may be struggling with you deserve congratulations for showing up anyway, doing your best.
Someone should notice that hair you combed out of place and run their fingers through it to make it all neat again giggling.
When you leave everyone should tell you goodbye and wish you a good night. People should be happy to see you come and your friends should be glad to see you every time you return to them.
When you’re sad and your shoulders hunch and you feel that lump of steal in your throats starting to expand someone should pull you into a bear hug and squeeze the sadness out of you until
the tears cascade down your face and you’re all wrung out to dry again.
When you’re feeling lost you should be able to count on the stars to make you feel at peace again and welcome you back into the arms of endless possibility.
When you have a new idea people should tell you how much they believe in a dreamer like you. And when you need it they should remind you of what a bad ass person you already are.
When you are twirling your hair or chewing your nails into tiny nubs or haven’t done your laundry in weeks and the piles start to turn into mountains in your bedroom someone should hold
your hand and make fun of you but. Open up the curtains in your bedroom to let the light in and help you tidy up your home. But too often, this doesn’t happen in your reality.
No one tells you to stop your bad habits. You chug your morning coffee hurriedly and head out on that same old run just to get it over with, or you skip it because who’s keeping tabs.
You walk out the doors of work without saying goodbye because people are in too much of a hurry to get to better people, better places.
No one says goodbye anymore they just disappear, so certain they’ll see you again on schedule.
You get home and brush your teeth for bed and sigh as you finally notice that whips of hair that’s been out of place all day.
You sit down to talk about this idea you had earlier in the day and someone starts telling you about their own idea they had,
so you let them finish and tuck yours back away quietly where it came from.
You wake up the next day struggling and tell someone the doubts you are having in yourself and they just say I don’t know what to tell you, we all have these doubts.
So you skip you take a nap instead of going on that run, you go to work and punch the clock and flow through the motions until you’re home again.
This time you don’t tell anyone about a new idea or how bad you’re feeling because you’ve come to rely only on yourself for that.
Except that’s a lot of pressure for one to handle alone so you step outside on and have a cigarette while you look up at the stars.
The city lights blur them out and it doesn’t matter anyway because society has taught you not to trust in the starts so you put all the trust in yourself and you let yourself down my dear.
And it’s not your fault, that you can’t do it all alone. It’s the Worlds fault for forgetting how to accept love, thus forgetting how important it is to receive it.