All of those lines across your face,
Tell me the story of who you are.
So many stories of where you've been,
And how you got to where you are.
But those stories can't mean anything,
When you're not here to tell them too,
Oh it's true,
Yeah you were made to live.
You've climbed across the mountaintops,
You've traveled through the ocean blue.
You crossed all the lines and broke all the rules.
But why did you try so hard,
If you were gong to just give up?
Do you see the smile on your mouth,
Maybe hiding the words that can't come out?
All of your friends who think you're blessed,
Do they know your head is a mess?
Some don't know who you really are.
Some don't know what you've been through,
But I do.
And I was made for you.
YOU ARE READING
Always Keep Fighting
RandomI want you to stay here with me. I want you to believe me. I want you to Always Keep Fighting.This "thing" will be for you. Yeah, you! I do not know exactly what kind of writing all of these will be, but I do know what they'll be about. Help. Any o...
