In the eyes of children we are models of a role. So roll with me down memory lane, before all the misery before all the pain, before all the mistakes before all the shame. To a time when we had it made, back when social status didn't matter when people did not care about how much we got paid. The days I miss before I missed you back when someone said they loved you that feeling was true. Remember now that in the present we are, so it does not matter how we have lived and what we have accomplished thus far. Start today with a mind set to conquer this depression, and put this feeling that is so low, in to recession. So now let us step from the edge of this mountain that we call fear, for we will not be broken and you will never have the pleasure of our tears, but instead we will stand tall and our voices will be heard, as we rise above what you are, and we shadow the absurd. We walk strong in this world in which we reside, killing every notion that we are the weaker side.
"AK"
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