Some days...
Some days I wake up and I think to myself "why am I here?" I try to smile and go about me day, but it does not work all the time. Some days I want to cry. Some days I just want to be held and told "Don't worry, everything will be okay." Don't we all? We all cry, weither it's from stress, fear, or just pure joy, we all cry. Crying is not something that should be held back. I remeber months ago when someone close to me left, I did not cry for a while. I held back my tears as I watched evryone I know cry. Some cried harder than others. I just stood there, watching. When I got home that night, I still could not cry. The realization that they where gone had not really sunken in. "It's okay, she'll come home tomorrow!" No, it was a lie. I knew better than to think that. Then finally, three months later, I couldn't keep it up any longer and I never cried so hard in my life. I used to think life would be useless without her, but now, I live everyday thinking of her. I loved her so much and I always wish we had more time together. You can't live in the past though, she is gone, and I have to accept that. Everyday I think about her, everyday I wonder "if she saw me now, what would she think?" Because of that, I know I cannot turn down the wrong path. I have to keep doing what I know is right and make her proud to call me her child.















