UNKOWN

Life is short we walk around living it like its a open book that can be taking advantage of any time we seize to remember those moments happy or sad we start to want ,want what we had but want those little moments that are sealed tight with a key i can turn my pages for hours but as i look closer mine are ripped frightened and afraid to love whats lost,are life is like are own little diaries only we can judged but somehow people brake are chains like criminals discriminating are colors or how we present are selves.Everybody has there own little view upon each other and its about time we start relizeing this , wheather its my book yours or hers we cant hide it from nobody that has a goal to get inside. -Alhiya