its the way you look at things in life that helps you get through the day. be happy and love what you have.

 

shattered glass

i can feel those pieces all over the place.i dont even have the strength to pick it up with haste. i’ve been broken and some of me taken as if i was a token.people think im jokin when i say im sad. in reality they see me glad. i cannot find myself, i hide in a shell, tryn to stay with what i got but i dont know if thats enough to keep myself up