Dear me,

Dear me, 

You were supposed to grow up to be so smart 

So bright and so brilliant 

But somehow you failed

You got burnt out 

And you struggle everyday in class 

You can't focus 

And you don't know who you are 

Everyday you hope to die 

Everyday you harm yourself 

Looking for the version of you 

The you you could've become 

But you aren't her 

And you never will be.

But don't take that as a bad thing 

It's not.

You wouldn't be you if you never went through these things

And I know it doesn't make it right 

But you have to accept it 

Accept your trauma, current and past 

To grow into a "better" version of yourself 

You are who you are meant to be

And you are where you're supposed to be 

Don't give up just yet 

You'll make it 

And grow better everyday