the lives of the hearts

I just think,
that things are hard sometimes.
and school is stressful,
and grad school applications are even worse.
and some people are not nice to you,
even though you are nice to them.

But I also think,
that even though things are hard sometimes,
and i feel like i want to give up,
there is something so beautiful about being here.
and by here i don't mean hawaii.
and i don't mean this earth.
but i mean being inside this body of mine,
and being able to feel sad and lonely and even stressed.
things work out.
they always will.
and i get to be there when they do.

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