• life takes turns like horses racing, raceing for there lives. ever turn is painfull but the trudge on hopeing, hopeing for freedom of this pain. searching ,searching for happyness in a life of desperation
    looking elgant to those who can see what they truly are even when there so tired out that the fall, fall deep with in them selfs. wakeing the next day to trudge on again painfull but blessfull to have air in there lungs to keep trudgeing. every step painfull but hope, hope feels there lungs makes them run maeks them who they are. so they run.....