Broken crayons

We have all been broken.
We have all been hurt
We have all been abandoned
We have all been neglected
We have all been ignored
We have been pushed aside
We have been stepped on
We have been forced to tears
But after all that, we still get back up
We are all broken crayons
But the last time I checked
Broken crayons still colors.
So no matter how many times you have been hurt,
No matter how many times you have been insulted,
No matter how many times you have been heartbroken,
No matter how many times you have been lied against.
No matter how many times you have been ignored
No matter how many times you have been stepped on.
No matter how many times you have had your hopes high in the sky for something and just like that it came crashing down right in front of you.
I just want to tell you that you can do it.
You are just like a broken crayon that can color.
Pick up the crown you just dropped, place it on your head and say to your self.
I CAN DO IT AND I WILL DO IT!

Yours sincerely,
Pecky❤