Through the years things have happened both good n bad....things that i've mostly been proud of because i was able to hold my ground and stand strong through whatever happened....but waking up in the mornings havn't been the same lately...seems as though i wake up not knowing how to go through with my day ..stress ..theres always stress in my house.....tears well there always there too ...sometimes i feel weak because i am so sincere to both my friends and foes...but today i let out my final cry ..i realized that it is not me that is weak...it is the people around me that are weak..see the rest of them find the easy way out that benefit them most..me i find a way out..but with everyone elses intentions in mind..the world has few that do this and i feel proud to be one of those rare few that:
cry for someone elses pain
suffer for someone elses loss
break my heart open and expect nothing in return
help endlessly in more than my mind and body are capable of doing
put everyone else but herself first...

some may say of this as a weakness....but if it were not for those that have this weakness in them you might have wanted to end your life a little shorter..

and something that i always tell myself....
a friend is always a friend ..that friend may one day not call u a friend anymore..but in his darkest days when no one else is there to show him light god will be watching if your still worthy of that day you once called him a friend