If pain can come in all shapes and forms then so must its solutions. For every bit of strength I hold I will always need resolutions. Friends and counselors move me along, but they don’t know how to say the things that only time can tell. Along the road I am met with mini parents: uncles, aunts, sisters, even my weirdo older brother. They don’t realize how broken my wrongful hopes left me, or how flawlessly they glues me back together. I say flawless with the knowledge that I will always carry this in my heart; it is with a raised chin that I tell you that that really doesn't matter. Pain can come in all shapes and forms, but so does its solutions. And for every bit of strength I hold, I have made double that with resolutions.