Why is everyone so assuming?
Thinking we are always out doing something wrong.
Why can we ever let people know how much we care?
Are we scared?
Do they know we hurt as much as they do?
They sit there and deny their feelings they will never share.
Have you lived your life with despair?
Written a novel on people living in a square?
Smile about the things in life that bring us down the most?
Explore the world from coast to coast?
Lived life to the fullest?
