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.
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
Taking a romantic ride today,
We sat upon the wagon.
Suddenly the horse lifted hi
Laughter is a gift
It doesn't mean your fit
But it will soften any tension
<It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
