Everyday
Everyday is a gift, not a given right.
so make sure you get it. So make sure you fight.
You might have a bad day, a bad week, oh well even a bad month if you ask me.
I dont know how the next month is gonna be...
Badluck, it's everywhere.
So much all the time, no it isnt fair. But over time it will get better, that is the thought that matter.
If you give up now, give in this moment.
You give up all the places you want to go, or all the places you went.
And if you dont make you dream come true, then who?
Fight everytime for the end of the dark tunnel, for that for ever promaised light..
Why you asked? Well if you dont it might be your last...
Your last day to change a lot, because after this day there is a chance you might not...
Never again...
All because you gave up,
All because you ran.
All because you hide away,
Hide away from you very last day.
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