There’s been days I’ve given more than I should and days I’ve held onto way too much and forgot that maybe somebody else needed it too. Some days my heart is cold
And the warmth from my soul doesn’t quite reach it,
And the blood runs through every part of my body and my finger tips feel like the tops of glaciers
And everything I touch
Is drowning in harsh words and harsher glances.
There are days the sun feels like it lives in my smile
And the light that follows me around
Touches everyone around me
But sometimes that’s not enough
Being nice doesn’t always make you a good person
It just means you’re trying
And trying is all we can ever really do.
– J.H. 01/01/2017