As the days pass I start to wonder
that life was better when I was younger...
There are many things that i never say,
I just forget to mention it everyday...
* I wrote this when I was on a missions trip last...
I didn’t realize what I was getting myself...
As i entered the room
up in the morning,a little sleepy...
When growing up my parents showed us
How to bring in the New Year with fun...
She is the sharp tooth of the knife
That sinks into my flesh...
Looking at me with curious eyes, I stare back in...
Secretly searching for my skills in which I will...
She waited for this day to come
and as nervous she was...
I guess i brought this on
not telling how i really feel...
When I was down
You pulled me up...
A clear sea, a sandy beach
A star our of reach...
I'm off...
Headed towards new adventures...