We All Have Our Days.

We all have our days when we laugh, when we cry or even when we try to smile. We have our days to live and have our days that fall into darkness. We have our boys around, we all have our days that come and go, everyone knows that friends come and go. Out with the old and in with the new, but our friends are the people who will always be there for us no matter how far apart we are, we’re still going to be together.

We sometimes are covered by the dark and left alone with no one to help us, but no one will help us unless we help ourselves to get out of the darkness, out of the loneliness that keeps us locked up in that shell. We have our days to cherish and are days that bring us to our knees when we wish it doesn’t happen. But that’s the way life is, you can’t do anything about a person’s death, because it was their time to leave. We make not have much time left on this earth, that’s why we have to make of what we have left. Its all or nothing of what’s left of our own life.

You have to live your dream if you know can be what you want to be if you work hard at it you can be where you want to be. We all have are days that our shattered by people but nevertheless that should not ruin the days of our lives because one day can go bad and the next can be one of the best days that you can ever have. We only have one life and one chance to live it, this life is the only life we will ever get to set off on this earth, to have the opportunity to breathe the air we breathe, the feeling to love, the words to talk and the vision to see the world. Don’t take what you think you can get anytime for granted because you never know when your time is up. We never know when our time is done, we never know when its time to leave this earth and set foot in heaven or hell.

No one can be stopped from believing in what they believe in unless people shatter it like glass pieces falling from a broken glass heart. The heart can be seen as a fresh full clean heart, then slowly develops marks and scratches, the burdens or pain that starts to grow. It grows more and cracks begin to appear. People ask you if your okay, you say you are but your really not, you wish you could have told the person how you feel, if they know your lying you can’t hide anything. If they’ve known you long enough to tell what every mannerism that you make, every move that you do, even can tell the difference in your expressions if there’s something wrong with you or not. Then, they know the real you very well, we all have our days that hurt or mend together.

Everyone has things that they regret in there past, but that does not make the person a bad person, people can change from the ruthless loser that you know to the most unique person that you should have known before. You can talk smack about a person and how they were before in the younger years, but when they say they’ve changed that only shows that you still see them as that same person from your past. If they can’t accept your change then leave them be.

No ones perfect everyone wants to be a somebody but no one wants to be a nobody, I know I am a nobody. We all wish life could be the way we want it but that never seems to happened because we always have our battles to fight, our walls that must be broken down. But the one thing that can be heard without the violence and blocks is our voice. We make not be able to change in one day because it starts but it does not always have a long path to go.

We all have our days that will break us and try to make us the way we our or change us for someone who were are not. Hearts are ripped apart but no heart is always broken because they will always take the time to be healed. Day by day life passed its way around us, lets make the best of what we have left in this world before its gone forever.

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