(Originally written in September  2014)

Her heads a mess sometimes, and her scars run deep….

On the outside she smiles and carries her self well……most days

She believes that dreams can come true and that someday, someone will love all of her pieces….broken and untouched

She believes there is good in everyone, she just wishes they would all embrace it

There are more tears than anyone knows

at random moments

throughout the day

and at odd hours in the night

She chooses to live her life believing that happiness is possible

that it will find her

and that someday things will get easier

She has always put everyones happiness before her own…..old habits die hard

But for today, my head is clear, my scars are tucked away and a smile crosses my face…..and I believe that someday……..is sometimes today