
Each day we wake up looking for the meaning of life.
When do we exactly find it?
Do we ever even find it?
Everyday is a challenge to overcome your greatest fears.
For me that would be finding the strength to trust again.
The strength to forgive and forget, to move on and leave behind the secrecy that I hide behind.
I hold this persona that im fine, I show people that im strong, but im meerly just a coward hiding behind a face.
I wander through life searching for answers to questions.
Questions that I start to wonder if they are even meant to be answered.
I guess everything in life happens for a reason, or so everyone continues to say.
But how much pain must someone suffer to figure out that no matter what happens it gets better.
Life isn't allways the way we dream it to be, but sometimes what we don't expect can be even better.
No one is perfect, and we dont expect them to be.
Isn't it inevitable that life not be perfect also?
When do we exactly find it?
Do we ever even find it?
Everyday is a challenge to overcome your greatest fears.
For me that would be finding the strength to trust again.
The strength to forgive and forget, to move on and leave behind the secrecy that I hide behind.
I hold this persona that im fine, I show people that im strong, but im meerly just a coward hiding behind a face.
I wander through life searching for answers to questions.
Questions that I start to wonder if they are even meant to be answered.
I guess everything in life happens for a reason, or so everyone continues to say.
But how much pain must someone suffer to figure out that no matter what happens it gets better.
Life isn't allways the way we dream it to be, but sometimes what we don't expect can be even better.
No one is perfect, and we dont expect them to be.
Isn't it inevitable that life not be perfect also?