Was I wrong, those days when I blamed myself?
I lost my place of refuge.
I gave up, thinking tomorrow wouldn’t come,
And I wrote my final letter.
When I looked up that day, a gentle rain was falling.
They seemed just like tears you cried for me.
I didn't notice that just by living, I become your happiness.
Thank you for telling me that.
I understand now. I knew pain and I knew great kindness
If I believe in myself and walk on, I can get away from the past.
I know my future depends on myself.
If there is so much meaning to just living then I can do it.
I won't lose tomorrow.
Someday I'll smile and tell you.. "I've realized that it's important to be alive.."
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