They Worry About My Sanity I Join

But Even In Her Laughter There Was Something Missing. She Never Seemed To Be Truly Happy; She Just Seemed To Be Passing Time While She Waited For Something Else. She Was Tired Of Just Existing; She Wanted To Live.

Often When We Realize How Precious Those Seconds Are, It's Too Late For Them To Be Captured Because The Moment Has Passed. We Realize Too Late.

At Your Weakest, You End Up Showing More Strength; At Your Lowest, You Are Suddenly Lifted Higher Than You’ve Ever Been. They All Border One Another, These Opposites And Show How Quickly We Can Be Altered.

Your Heart Can Break At Any Age.

As The Rain Falls And The Sun Shines, They Grow, Grow, Grow; Minds So Open, They Go Through Life Aware And Accepting, Seeing Light Where There's Dark, Seeing Possibility In Dead Ends, Tasting Victory As Others Spit Out Failure, Questioning Where Others Accept. Just A Little Less Jaded, A Little Less Cynical.