Life

by AMBER   Jun 19, 2008


Breath, then every thing would be alright

I wish life worked that way but I'm afraid it's not that polite

you see i do screw up every now and then, argue, curse, and fight even scream

things can be just so unbearable it seems until you dream

but even dreams might not happen the way you want them to

but who cares when you got friends like i do

even though i have all those bad things come and go

i still have people that care and love me and ain't afraid to let it show

my life is crazy, weird sad, and sometimes turned up side down

but no matter what my friends and family still spread love and joy around.

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