If we believe,

&Today is Sunday,the 12th of December 2010.

Good afternoon December 12,I'm home again. With a million thoughts in mind,

the heavy heart that never fails to bring me down,and I'll soon lose myself.

I've been spending the night thinking,how else I could've been better. I don't remember

myself being like this. This bad,to begin with. I'm screwing things up with my very own

hands,&in return? I get what I obviously don't deserve,too good to be true.

I suppose? I'm starting to hate myself,looking in the mirror. And I ask,"Who is this?"

I don't even recognise myself anymore,and that scares me.

&You feel like giving up,cause you don't fit in down here.

And when fear comes crashing in,can I close my eyes and take your hand?

&Just maybe someday,we'll know how perfect we are,for each other. I guess.

We can be the kings and queens of anything,if we believe.

Its written in the stars that shine above. A world where you and I belong,

for faith and love will keep us strong.

&I just hope,I'll find the courage

to be strong enough by then.