there was a girl,
who's dream was to help everyone she could
in this world.
she tried her best to make
everyone smile,
and their troubles fade.
but soon,
she realized these problems were
bigger than herself.
there were
so many more broken people
in the world.
and she couldn't handle it all.
she tried her best.
certainly, she did.
but after a few years of being broken herself,
and having other people's brokenness fill her inside where there were
cracks of hope,
her cheerfulness and ability to help
were dying.
and late at night she heard herself
crying.
all she had wanted was to help
all those years ago.
and she still tries,
to this day.
but she gets aggravated more
easily,
and it's harder to make people
happy.
her dream was to help others.
and someday,
she wants to look back and say
"i did the best i could."
and realize
"the best i could was good enough."
