Why do you bother, don't you even care about me. Why do i put up with you. just leave me alone.

Love is here in my heart, no one to share it with but someday soon

Do we really die or do we really just move on to a better future? That is the qeustion.

When you die, don't die lying in a bed, die doing what you love

To live all your life and not enjoy the things you wanted, is just a life wasted

Life is to be lived to the fullest, some do it and others just lye in bed wondering what their life could be

You win or lose, either way it's a game, take what you got and leave

Why do we bother to become someone else when we know we can't

Why look it to someones eyes when you'll only judge by what you see at first

To not be what you want is just plain being lazy