We got in a fight
You are mad
I guess I should feel sad
But in fact
I'm kind of glad.

There is always a better tomorrow.
It might not be the day after today
But maybe it will be the day after that
Or the day after that
No matter what,
There will always be a better tomorrow.

I watch through ageless eyes
As the penguins fly.

I watch through aged eyes
At purple elephants with polka dots and green hippos with glee.

I watch through tired eyes
While my parents become younger than me.

I watch with merry eyes
At my friends, always happy.

I glance through blind eyes
At the skeletons dancing at three.

I watch through younger eyes
As my body grows young.

I watch from my window down below,
Seeing what others cannot.

I search through tear filled eyes
For the happiness I had once known.

I watch through broken eyes
      As she walks in with more stories to tell.

I watch through half-open eyes
As she explains the cuts once again.

I watch the back of my eyelids
As the memories haunt me, taunt me, once more.

I watch him through burning eyes
As I recall that he hates me.

I watch through dead eyes
As I know, the pain can reach me no more.

I have aged and I have not
I have cried and I have smiled
But in the end, I was watching through my eyes,
Just like everybody else.

It’s hard to love a mother
That you feel skipped out on your childhood.
It’s hard to love a father
That blamed a dog's death on you.
It’s hard to love a grandmother
When you loved your grandfather more.
It’s hard to love a grandmother
When she got rid of everything about him.
It’s hard to love a guy
When your heart has managed to break
It’s hard to miss somebody
When you've never even met them.
It’s hard to love a grandfather
When you never got the chance.
It’s hard to miss a friend
When you think they don’t miss you
It’s hard to make a friend
When society is telling you to be quiet.
It’s hard to love yourself
When society is screaming at you not to,
It’s hard to be happy
When you feel so empty.
It’s hard to be friends with somebody
When they give you a lot of reasons to hate them.
It’s hard to keep up an act
When you so badly want to be done with it.