I believe in angels because you exist

Melancholy will wait however long it takes until your exhausted enough to let it sweep you up in its arms and the worst part is, you think it's the only form of comfort. It's the only thing that can protect you. But the only thing it's protecting you from is happiness. 

There's something in me that hurts all the time

My parents told me I could be whoever I wanted to be. But how do I tell them that I don't want to be anything at all.