Every step I take feels like a mile, I hevent felt like this for a while. My soles are worn, my life is torn. The days grow long, and the nights grow cold. Eventhough hope may be gone, I'm still holding on. Happiness just doesnt seem to be near, so I just want to disappear. Everyone seems to be so far awa, and I'm the one who has to pay. But I'll make a stand, I'll take command. I will emmerse, befor the worse. I've been broken, but I'm still open. So I take a step back, and I look at my life. I awake from my dream. And I greet the new day, because even if I have to pay, I can make anothers day. My life may be crappy, But at least I can make your happy.