Everyday we seems to think that
"we will never make it through"
We tell ourselves that everything is something we can't do
We fall and break and fade away until nothing else is left
And we'll be forever stuck there in a pit,
feeling we are just a useless wreck
But if we pull ourselves together
and we realize
that we are strong
Well started to notice that along,
we were so very very wrong
We can't fathom how strong we are
and how much we can take
But remember it is true
that even the strongest things can break
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2.58 A.M Thoughts
Puisihe said that i used to be his favorite book, but he ripping off my pages to write her a novel
