People say the truth hurts. Hell no, it hurts even more if you do a whole bunch of foolishness to try and avoid it.
And still, for all the jealously, all the doubt, sometimes I will be struck with a kind of awe that we're together. That someone like me could find someone like you --- it renders me wordless. Because surely words would conspire against such luck, would protest the unlikelihood of such a turn of events.
It may be a tough world, but its a magical world;Where a mere sunset will make you smile....Amidst all the hardships, When the life you want to live seems a strange place,Be the first to chart this new territory;And leave a clear path for others to follow,They will follow.........You do not have to fell the pressure to lead....You merely followed the horizon where the sun set,which became a beautiful sunrise...Your Sunrise.....
And that's what we'll do every day. If you or your friends spray-paint obscenities on our walls, we'll scrub them off, and the people will come. if you break our windows, we'll fix them, and the people will come. If you hurt us, we'll wash off the blood, slap on some bandages and the people will come...any wound you inflict, we'll stitch up. We're not going to stop, no matter what you do. This work is too important. Too many lives are at stake.