Some days I cry,
And some days I fly,
Above the cares of the world,
Riding on my emotional high.

Some days I fly,
And some days I cry,
Dragging myself underground,
Wanting to give up, and die.

Words from the heart,
Can make or break my day,
Because whatever i read, or hear,
I begin to feel that way.

The happenings in a day,
Can make or break my heart,
But whatever happens,
I express it through my art.

What you say changes people,
What you do matters to them. So live your days in peace...
Not depression,
or pain,
or shame,
or guilt,
or regret...
What really matters,
Is how you live,
Not how you re-live the past.