Its easy to say that life isnt always easy. And its pretty easy to see that i dont always get what i want. But when theres nothing left to be done and ive tried as hard as i can, i can only hope for the day i no longer have to think about this mess anymore. Today is no different from the rest, alone in this battle i must fight and hope that maybe one day i would be free from my troubles. Surrounded by 4 walls is where i spent most of my times, but does anyone notice? I can only hope that maybe one day i can see light once again. As i silently cry alone in my room with nothing but my heart, theres no one beside me to catch every tear i shed. Im tired and weary. I keep falling but no one is catching me. On the cold hard floor is where i silently lay crying and hoping that someone would come and get me and comfort me because these arms are too weak to help me up. And there you are, youre finally here. You're what ive been hoping for.
