Sometimes you just have to push yourself to get out of bed.
You stay up 'til 2 am just wishing you were dead.
You ask yourself, "Why can't it be someone else instead?"
You get tired of all the thoughts in your head.
You lose sight of who you want to be.
You blame yourself, screaming, "Why am I me?"
You wish you could just be free.
Open your eyes and you'll see
That life is what you make it, and sometimes it's hard.
We get battered and bruised, mistreated, and scared.
We forget what's important.
We forget our drive.
We all need a focus point,
A reason to survive.
Find your passion.
Find your drive.
Find something that makes you fight,
And you will survive.
Have you ever fought an ego?
It's a pretty tough thing to beat
It has no face, no
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
Time flies and memories fade.
People change and new friendships are made.
Only th
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
Don't be worried about the past.
Things like that never last.
We're better than y
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And
