What matters most is that

I don't forget what that is.

What matters most is how God loves you,

and sees your heart,

and protects you.

What matters most is how my little brother comes

a-running when he sees me.

What matters most is how my sister,

listens to my ramblings for hours.

What matters most is how my mother,

comforts me restlessly.

What matters most is how proud my father is,

of every little achievement of mine.

What matters most is that I shan't let me

get swept away

by fake friends and damaging thoughts.