Life it seems to have gotten harder, sometimes I don't know why I even bother.
Its hard growing up without a father, he didn't care or spare a dollar.
I'm up at night thinking will I prosper? or will the devil come and try to barter?
He can bite his tongue, he best not think I'm dumb
I would rather be a martyr than succumb to something darker.

Hearts** were made to bloom and flower
Share the joy, don't fall to power.
Follow your path and don't lose your way.
To yourself true you must always stay.
Soon enough you'll find the one
Who makes you happy before your time is done.

Life: No Instructions included.**

Broken parts lead to a broken heart.
The say its darkest before the dawn.
Now you're left waiting for that day.
Hoping that when she comes she'll stay.
You're not perfect but neither am I.
You're pretty the way you are, so why hide?