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.
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours
Oh, dear,
Oh, my gosh,
I hope that no one saw,
I wish that I could laugh,
Hands starting to sweat.
Next thing you know, your palms are wet.
It gets harder
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
<It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
No other friend is quite like you.
No other friend could do exactly what you do.
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
I don't go to sleep at night
because you haunt my dreams,
and waking up to find y
You say you're afraid of being alone.
You can't do a thing on your own.
You don't
