Are we living?
Or are we just here.
The days are the same
How sad this routine life
Keeping us afloat through the hope
of a tomorrow that isn’t here…
Or are we just here.
The days are the same
How sad this routine life
Keeping us afloat through the hope
of a tomorrow that isn’t here…
What we fear is that
What we waited our precious moments hoping for
What we waited our precious moments hoping for
will never come.
This cant be life.
This cant be life.
The change has to start now
Before its too late
Before its too late
And we lose out on what’s really important….
Happiness…..
Joy…..
The moment of now……
Happiness…..
Joy…..
The moment of now……
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