The pain in my eyes,
the tired, exhasuted look...
it was like I was done with this life.
It took a long time,
it's not all roses and vanilla skies,
it's crying on the bedroom floor,
till the pain is gone and you don't want to cry no more...
it's realising you are not your past,
it's choosing your happiness,
over everything else.
Now when I look back at,
my reflection in the mirror,
the twinkle in my eyes,
the excited, happy look...
it is like I want to love this life.