Someday
Somedays I want to Get Away from the pain, the struggle, and everyday grind of life.
Somedays i ask "What Am i Living For."
Somedays it Seems as if im trying to live when im just living to die
Somedays it seems as if im trying to give when theres nothing left inside
Somedays are just what they are "SomeDays" and they dont last forever
Someday you will realize that life is a gift that dont last forever
Someday you will realize those laughs and fun times with the ones you love are just soon to be memories
Memories that you will never get back but will always be able to share
Someday you would realize those memories are priceless and are only what they are memories
And someday you will realize at the end all you really have is memories
So on some days make the most of them because youll never know when your life will become a Memory
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