Broken Crayons Still Color

Listen, I know it gets hard to fight,

Some days it’s heavy just to make it through the night,

Drowning in silence, but I see the storm inside,

You ain't alone, let me be your light.

Pain don’t fade just ‘cause they say it should,

Scars don’t heal just ‘cause they wish they would,

But you’re more than the battles you’ve stood,

More than the past that’s misunderstood.

Take my hand when the nights get colder,

I know the weight, but you ain't no soldier,

You ain't gotta fight this war alone,

Even in pieces, you still belong.

I know the words in your head ain't kind,

Echoes of doubt running back and forth inside,

But trust me when I tell you, they’re feeding you lies,

You ain’t defined by the hurt you hide.

Every tear you cry paints a stronger scene,

Every fall you take shapes a bigger dream,

Every night you break, you're still worth the peace,

You deserve love, you deserve to breathe.

It’s okay to struggle, it’s okay to feel,

broken crayons still color.

But don’t ever forget, you were made to heal.

And when that weight feels too much to bear, know I'm right here,

I ain't going nowhere, ain’t gotta smile to keep me near.

I see your soul, I know you care.