Quite Alright To Be Living

Because it's you I idolize
It's you that's opened up my world
Made me hear things I never would've heard
See and read things that I didn't think was possible
Feel things that...that means my heart is opening so very slowly
There's a burning in this tiny weak heart
A sign that the ice is melting
I can feel it resonating outward
Singing, crying, yelling to be heard
But not hurt
You make these scars on my arms, my heart....
Seem not so ugly in comparison to the compassionate smile you would show them
You would stop me from covering them up and kiss them with sympathy
I would know then that it's alright if I am here
It's quite alright if I am living.