Depression

It's funny how the change you pray for come so quick, and the ways of the past make you sick. Trying to change yourself from the way you were to something you're not because of her, the struggle inside that you never let out, you smile on the outside but you just want to shout, I can't change the past and that's the hardest part but don't ruin your chances for a fresh start. I hold on to the pain because it's hard to let go, but I hold so much pain now that it's starting to show. it seeps out sometimes from here and from there but that's when you find out if your friends really care, I guess what I'm proving or trying to say is you have to let things go eventually someday, let go of the guilt and anger and hate if you hold onto the past then you'll never have fate. Fate is maybe the most important thing, it's the dream of your future and the good it will bring it's food in your belly when you're starving to death or life being born and taking a first breath, the way we are living is so completely wrong it's like playing the music but not hearing the song it's like walking through life blind but with eyes hearing the truth but seeing just lies so take charge of your life and what lies ahead be all you can be before you are dead because we all will go sometime or some day so feel the pain and send it away.