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I can’t help but sit and wonder why you feel this way

but you fight the concept of bright and better days

Just wait till the hurt becomes past-tense... till you realize we see through the same lens

I can’t believe I’m saying this

You’ll make it out alive. All the pain you hold inside is no greater than the hope that you will find. Just keep holding on for a better tomorrow. The best has yet to come my friend.

Hide behind the simplest kind of stories of the things that you have done

You can share the same old stories with everyone

It’s never too late to get things started… but you have to remind yourself that it comes easy if you’re breathing in for no one else

You’ll make it out alive. All the pain you hold inside is no greater than the hope that you will find. Just keep holding on for a better tomorrow. The best has yet to come my friend.