Everything changes inside and out of us.
the image we all have and the labels we get on.
it's another story to our lives once again.
and everyone is actually staying the same.
like it was all a big game.
where you never stop just keep on playing.
everyone has there own saying.
but there's always that one person out there.
that always gets picked on.
always having these tough times.
making there own crime.
they can't take it anymore.
so they would usually shut there door.
making there noise inside there room maybe on the floor.
making scars that can last a life time.
every hit they take from the burning.
they don't wanna think about the next day.
they don't want everyone to begin to say.
there sick of people making fun of them.
yeah that's life but this one won't have a wife.
or this one won't have a husband.
there making there suicide much more.
then a open door.
there running out of there own time.
some die.
some don't want to.
they just deal with it.
this is a depressing moment.
even a sad one.
but also a life thought.
tonight is going to happen.
it could be wrong.
it could be right.
but no one will know.
until the next day.
but no matter what they always have something to say.
