Out of clutter, find simplicity.

You have hands to create better things for betterings.
The world is singing, "Hallelujah" but to who?
Yes, we all have so many things.
We all think that we have them all so figured out.
Good friend, it's true. It's true that nothing comes easy.
But take me.
Save me.
Change me.
Make me.
Embrace me.
Brave my heart for you. And you. And you. And you. And you...etc.
And when everyone is off and running, our hearts will break out in song about all things lovely and beautiful.

We waste our time wishing that someone else's heart was ours. And we don't think about everything else that makes us happy.

It gets so old saying "I'm trying."
But never when it's "I'll keep trying."
And when you're hearing all the memories in your ears and falling back into your old past, you realize that there's nothing you regret except that you just wished things went the way you wanted.

But,

Dear People of this World,

Listen when I say I'm glad I'm here. Hear me out when everything I believe in starts to become a reality and nothing is just a dream anymore. Believe me when I say I'm strong enough. Help me when I say that my heart isn't big enough.

Sincerely,
Charlene Kim

P.S. I'll sit under that tree. Under all those colors.
And think about all that paved my history.
And I'll forget about everything that bruised me and used me.

So broken inside.

Trying to drown out the sounds of doubt and disappointment.
Sitting.
And sitting.
And sitting.

Lonely is the feeling.
That's what it is.