Promise me… that you will prove them wrong.
That the cuts they’ve left in your skin will be replaced with works of art that will inspire millions.
That no matter what happens, you will be dressed with a character your mother had always reminded you to wear.
And please promise me, to never lose “you” while you heal.
Because sometimes things won’t go as planned and you might be left behind.
And despite this inexorable fight, promise me you will never lose faith in yourself, that you’ll never cease from walking, for there’s no need to run.
You just got to live. Live and have fun.
You’re too young to be thinking too much.
The world is full of chaos but you’ve got to remain calm.
The star within you will shine bright when the time comes,
And it will come, I promise you.. it will come.