Pain is born of fear
Fear that things will change
Or that maybe, even
That they won’t

Tears are born of many things
Both happy and sad
Don’t be afraid to cry
For it isn’t always bad

Close your eyes and remember
Just for a short moment
Remember until the bad things consume
Then try to remember again

Memories are always a part of us
Our pasts shape us, better or worse
Out of bad things can come good
In a hidden, unexpected way

You CAN get stronger
And learn to grow
If only you remember
Without lingering in the past

Lingering becomes pain
Pain becomes fear
And as long as you fear
Things will never change