You Can Do Hard Things
You can do hard things
You, who hears every loving thing people say
and lets the words slide off before they seep in to stay,
agreeing with a nod that brushes them away.
You can do hard things
You can, because everything is hard
—it’s what you know by heart—
You’ve survived it all so far
and look, here you are.
You can do hard things
You can do them, just like you’ve done before
You wrote the thing
You spoke the thing
You broke the thing
You scoped it out
Poked it and woke it
Roped it in like it was meant to be
Hoped for it, then let it go free
You cloaked a shame and soaked a sorrow
Swallowed a slight, said no to a fight
Ran for cover, lived as the other
You clothed and soothed a child
You moved 10000 miles.
You can do hard things
You did them before
—keep track of the score,
for tomorrow there’ll be more.