a simple melody,

this world's an ugly place,

but you're so beautiful to me.

remember when we were younger and nothing but innocent thoughts filled our mind. nothing seemed to be able to trouble. every friend we made seemed to be a good friend and we just thought that these friends were gonna be our friends forever and ever. and as we grow, more and more bad thoughts start entering our head. more and more friends start to leave and we find it harder to make new ones to replace those that left. we try desperately to hold on to the few good friends we have but sometimes we still succumb to the inevitable fact, "people always leave" i feel like getting that phrase tattooed on my left forearm but i;ll probably regret that. i think "Faith" would look better