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.
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
My dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
I am just a lonely soul
Can anyone hear me?
Is anyone out there?
I have n
A person who will listen and not condemn,
Someone on whom you can depend.
They wi
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
A person who will listen and not condemn,
Someone on whom you can depend.
They wi
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
You were like the sun who brought light
Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.
Y
When you're in the middle of nowhere and wondering why,
When you just don't know what to
