the problem with people like me is that we care too much.
we break our hearts into pieces and give them away, until they
are all gone. and we try to live with the broken hearts and
broken souls we are left with.
we sacrifice our own happiness
to make others smile. but in the process we lose ourselves. we
extinguish the sparks in our eyes and the fire in our bellies in
order to fuel the dreams of others. we are the people who laugh
at the end of every sentence and place a smiley face at the end
of every text, to make sure our friends don’t think we are mad
when we say “I need to go.” we are the people with loud
thoughts and quiet voices, refusing to speak our minds at the
fear of hurting another’s feelings.
we are the people who
would give our own life to save a stranger.
