If I had the chance To see my younger self. Id hold her tight. Tighter than anyone ever had. Id show her the love she missed out on. Id tell her she's going to go thru Some horrible things. But in the end you'll become and have something That makes it all worth it. That she'll find a love That makes her comfortable And confident And happy. She will finally be happy. All she has to do is hold on. She'll have someone who hugs her So tight that all her broken pieces Come back together. I won't tell her everything is going to be ok. Because that isn't true. I will tell her There are some horrible things But they turn you into Something that is rare, Something everyone wants.