We are alive and we learn,
Nothing has ended yet,
Our pains might be difficult,
But struggle is a sign of life.
If you need a stranger to listen,
To problems you can’t tell your friend,
I’m here, I’ll listen,
But let me do the same with my poems.
We might be islands separated by seas,
But we have bridges and ears,
We suffer and we push through,
We are not alone and we are loved.
We are not invisible,
But our struggles might go unnoticed,
So we reach out,
To faraway ears.
We are not alone,
We are in pain but we are alive,
There is tomorrow when you reach out,
Talk to a friend or stranger.
Sometimes we need protection,
Not from external injuries,
Sometimes for emotional pain,
Often, from our own selves.