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.
They put me in the oven to bake.
Me, a deprived and miserable cake.
Feeling the h
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
My Love I'll Go Anywhere With You
Let's run away.
I don't care where.
It doesn't matter,
As long as you're
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You
It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,
A friendship that had blossomed to more th
Life is not just waking up one morning and saying, "Ok, I want this to happen."
It's abou
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
My Friend, How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
<Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
