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.
I think about you all the time.
You're always in my head.
I reread every text you
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
I’m going to be famous!
I’m going to be great!
For every award
<To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
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