**Not sure where this came from – kind of how I’ve been feeling this week. Been trying to organize my future and every time it seems like I’m on the right track, something else goes wrong. It’s like the world is sending me mixed signals on where I’m supposed to go from here. A bunch of my friends are experiencing the same feeling. Still, it’s the little moments of hope that keep us moving on, trying again and again no matter how often life shuts us down.**DB
Highs and the lows
Ups and the downs.
Feels like fate’s spinning us round and around.
Back and then forth
Good mixed with bad.
Nothings the same, till it feels like we’re mad.
Kissing and fightin’
Kissing and fightin’
Hoping and Dying and Loving’ and Cryin’.
Forcing each win.
Demanding our share.
World dragging us down, we get up on a dare.
Not Looking Back
Not Giving Ground
Living the dream, eking every last pound.
Kissing and fightin’
Kissing and fightin’
Hoping and Dying and Lovin’ and Cryin’.
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