lately I been looking like a stranger, my stress lines tell me that I'm in danger, the bags under my eyes, never tell me lies, I'm looking kinds thin in my face, but putting it on, all on my waste, i don't recognise the girl in the mirror, I can only just hear her, she's saying pull me out the glass before my life is taken too fast, you don't deserve my body of you treat it bad and naughty, the girl in the mirror she won't make it past 40. cause when it's over, its all done and we have to move along, then we realise how we treated what we had very wrong, and all the times and chances given, in the end is it forgiven, it won't be something we forget, how we alll just quit. life is a challenge nothing short of a little hard work to stay here on earth, gifted so many opportunities in the moment of our birth, life isn't meant to be easy or always fun, get yourself back up the challenges have only just begun. don't look back at the shadow keep walking towards the sun, and forgive you for any mistakes you have ever done cause when it's over, its all done and we have to move along, then we realise how we treated what we had very wrong, and all the times and chances given, in the end is it forgiven, it won't be something we forget, how we alll just just be greatful your here, look at life with out fear it out journey out story and you are the writer and in my story book I'm a fighter a survivor.
