Tomorrow
And the toughest part is when those closest to you give up on you. You cant look them in the eyes without seeing the disappointment of never living up to their expectations. You think to your self is it worth it to even try any more? Even if I do make something of my self who’s left to share it with. The scars are to deep, but you're a warrior and you never give up, and no matter how much it hurts you always pick yourself up and give it everything you have in hopes of a better tomorrow. A tomorrow that was like it once was. When we loved and were loved. When you were here and I was here. And this world was ours. And i was yours and you were mine.











