It’s Friday.

Jᴜsᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅs,
Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏᴇs.
Rɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅ
ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.
Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ
ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟɪғᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴇᴇ
ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʀғᴀᴄᴇ.
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ɪɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅ
ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ
ᴏɴ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀɪɴɢ,
ᴏɴ ʜᴀᴛᴇ…
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴇᴇɴ
ᴀɴᴅ sᴋɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘᴏɴ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏɴ
Wᴏʀᴅs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ, “sᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴜɴɢ”
Pᴏᴇᴍs ᴛᴏ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ɢʀᴏᴡᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ
ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜᴇᴅ
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ
Tʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ɪsɴ’ᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴀᴅ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ Gᴏᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴏᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ “I ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀʏ I ᴀᴍ…I ᴀᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ!”
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜs ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ

more than  you could imagine!

Broken Heart:by starry eyed kid