Different days, different ways

I resist, for me, myself.

I resist, for me, myself, even if sometimes it becomes more difficult, I promise myself to do it, not to fall into the usual speeches, the usual words, and the usual thoughts.

I resist, for me, myself, even though sometimes I just want to end it, I promise to look ahead, not to give in to the routines, to total darkness, and in the usual problems.

I resist, for me, myself, even if sometimes I want to shoot myself, I promise that it is not worth it, to leave everyone, because life is beautiful, and laughter is the best revenge.