Behind those smiles are sometimes just, cries that cannot be heard.

I'm sorry Lord for the things I've made it, cause its all about you.

I needa refocus. This shouldn't be happening. I should be chirping with joy, not lamenting about my circumstances. An empty promise made again. Dissapointments, dissapointments.

Dear Lord, you know what I'm going through. You know what I'm thinking about. You understand, you know, you know. You said a broken and contrite spirit you will not despise.

Stop, take a look at what has happened. Is this what it should be like?

Btw, this is not an emo post yes? Yeah.

Samantha