If only walls could talk,
They'd tell you about me,
And how they hear me scream
And watch me while I bleed.

If only walls could talk,
They'd tell you I was ******.
Surprised that I'm not dead,
With a knife clutched to my hand.

If only walls could talk,
They'd tell you how I cry.
All the pain that's in my eyes
That's eating me alive.

If only walls could talk,
They'd tell you to be strong,
To keep on moving on,
Long after I'm gone.

I found my knife.
Isn't that nice?

I apologize.

Life is a carousel, always going forward, never going back.
Existence is a hard thing to keep when you stop trying.
To live a life, you must want to live.
To want to live you must find a way.
When all hope is lost, you must stand tall.
When all others retreat, you must prevail.
You are the conscience inside your head.
You create your own destiny.
Life is a very hard thing to keep
When your life does not always go the way you plan.
Fight for your life and the right to keep dreaming.
If you feel you were gifted, share your gift.
If you feel you were cursed, fix it.
As you get older, your life becomes a challenge.
Who are you?
What do you want in life?
What will you be?
What is your purpose in life?
If you worry, these things will turn into burdens.
But if you hold on to them in the back of your mind,
All of the answers will come in time.
Life is a carousel, always going forward, never going back.
Look to the future, not to the past.

Depression's a *****
Won't leave me alone
It thinks that my body is her home
And no matter how many times I assure her
No
She just keeps coming right back
Each time stronger than before