ALL EYES ON ME.

Maybe for you, ‘home’ is a place, Maybe for him, ‘home’ is a thing, Maybe for her, 'home’ is a house, Maybe for someone,'home’ is a person, But whatever you feel when you think of 'home’, Don’t ever let it go.

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.

The best things in life are the people you love, the places you’ve seen, and the memories you’ve made along the way.

Count your blessings. Once you realize how valuable you are and how much you have going for you, the smiles will return, the sun will break out, the music will play, and you will finally be able to move forward