I was thinking about what I did as a little one.
How the wind blows and the earth moved.
Would put me at this point in history.
No matter how hard I try, I get put down and step on.
No matter how hard I cry, I get put to the test of others.
No matter how hard I work, the words just don't come out right.
No matter how bad life itself gets, I look for those better days.
When the sun is out.
The tears have stop.
The pain is gone.
I gave up on life itself, then I have those better days.
With my heart, I feel good again.
I feel like the world is over my head.
Giving back to me those better days.
There is no mystery here. Just finding those better days.
