<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n On my way home one night, by chance It was I know it sounds a little crazy, but I can easily relate to Though right then and there, I might’ve been all this guy had But it’s not an everyday thing, that I walk home at two in the morning, And yes, And though I may not have saved his life So this is a message to all of you: Because I have once been there So this is for those times when you feel like you’d never be fine But now I have come to realize that I am well worth it Did you know that all it takes is a smile Your actions affect others. Everything you do has an impact on someone And I can relate to Pac’s lines
\nI ran into this man as he was standing
\nOver the bridge looking down
\nAt all the cars he would count
\nJust driving past, going fast
\nDown on the Queensway<\/p>\n
\nKind of looking like he was contemplating life;
\nWrong of me to assume, but I ended up being right
\nAnd so I discovered why after talking with him
\nThough it took a couple tries, he told it all while I was walking with him<\/p>\n
\nHow easily it is to spill your secrets to a stranger
\nJust taking that risk, and letting in the danger,
\nDividing all your thoughts and even the remainders
\nHoping for the best of their judgement
\nWhen you reveal your pain and anger
\nAnd even if they leave because of that
\nStill the loss would be less painful<\/p>\n
\nAnd I wanted to know why he was laid on my path
\nBack in the day I would have been like “why ask?”
\nI used to be self-absorbed and for it, my bad<\/p>\n
\nApproaching some guy, hoping that I could make his sky less stormy
\nThe point is,
\nI made him feel important
\nAnd took away some notion that his life was pointless<\/p>\n
\nI’m aware that there’s
\nA difference between saving somebody’s life
\nAnd just making it last longer
\nBut it still would have been wrong to
\nJust keep walking past him without stopping and asking
\nLike I didn’t see a problem and didn’t know something was happening<\/p>\n
\nI sure hope I changed it, like
\nAnother day and night
\nGives him a chance to make things right<\/p>\n
\nDon’t ever underestimate your presence.
\nBecause if it wasn’t for all of you,
\nI’d just be talking to these benches
\nAnd a bunch of empty chairs
\nMotionless objects, not even reacting with empty stares
\nA warmer setting couldn’t be met even by moving them all to the front
\nBecause objects don’t object to me or try to convince me not to jump<\/p>\n
\nSo I know what it’s like, and how it’d be nice,
\nTo feel like somebody cares
\nAnybody<\/p>\n
\nThis is for all those times when you feel like you weren’t meant to get by
\nThis is for all those times when all I needed was a hug
\nBut most of the world was asleep, and I didn’t feel worth waking them up<\/p>\n
\nAnd anyone with a doubt or a thought otherwise can let hell burn it
\nSome things just aren’t what they seem, so just because for you things feel perfect
\nDoesn’t mean that victims of first world problems aren’t still hurting<\/p>\n
\nTo make somebody realize they’d rather stay a while?
\nBut then again, it also works in the reverse,
\nAll it takes is words to hit somebody where it hurts<\/p>\n
\nAnd does it really matter who?
\nBecause on the whole, you are them, and similarly, they are you<\/p>\n
\n“I once contemplated suicide and would have tried,
\nBut when I held that nine, all I could see was my mama’s eyes”
\nAnd that vision for me has now expanded;
\nInstead of just seeing her eyes, I envision the planet;
\nNow I have bigger reasons why
\nI struggle to keep alive:
\nFor the people potentially listening, who would be touched by my poetry
\nAnd for the friends who I’ll affect, simply just by them knowing me
\nSo if I stay and grow to be whatever I’m supposed to be,
\nInstead of running hopelessly trying to chase my broken dreams,
\nThen I can freely, openly, reach out to those who don’t believe
\nAnd plant in them, hope, as seeds and watch the world just grow with me<\/p>\n