whenever we feel like it, we will feel like shit fighting the urge to resist it we know we could be happier more and more and more and more the less we care but its not who we are we not a afraid of the darkness makes us feel that our heart has not stopped beating yet stopped beating yet beating yet
we walk out of this light hand our hearts to the night we walk alleys we have never had the guts to walk before between unease, fear and distress there's no good without bad and boy bad times are our fuel to hope again again and again bravery is confidence's child