This poem stemmed from a topic I was given about how you can be surrounded by so many people and only a few will know you are truly broken. I wanted to depict the fact that there are many broken people walking around you day to day but there is always someone who knows YOU and there is always a helping hand available if and when you really need it, you’re never alone.
Real happiness is inside people, experiences, feelings. It's not visible with the naked eye. Money may make life easier but all the money in the world could never define a real happy.
In order to become the best you, you have to become uncomfortable with situations in life. You have to do the things you really don't want to do. Before you know it, you'll end up right where you were supposed to.
Our generations anxiety seems to be at an all time high. I myself struggle with this from time to time. I think that we all do. Sometimes we have to grab anxiety by the balls, take a deep breath and fight it off.
This piece is inside my mind. It's how I feel sometimes. It depicts a mental health state and how it can go from one place to another like nothing. Overall, you can tackle whatever is going on inside that mind of yours, even if it takes some time.
This is the piece that started it ALL. This is what sparked me to start my own brand called TIFY BRAND "This Is For You". I want to inspire the world with my poetry, I want to make it for myself while at the same time filling your heart with joy and positivity. In this day in age young adults suffer from depression, insecurities, lack of confidence because of society and many other issues. I want to be the one to let them know that IT WILL BE OKAY AND YOU CAN GET THROUGH IT. I have been there and I know first hand how it feels to be in a dark place and you can't get up. There is so much power in words, and I will continue to use mine. THIS IS FOR YOU.
My whole life I thought I knew what I wanted, I thought I knew where I was going and I always kept my poetry as a hobby. Until I couldn't anymore. I tried it all, and in the end I ended up here, writing. All roads lead to poetry and I will never give it up again.