tears flow down each eye br for so many reasons in life br things havent been the same br there are two faces staring at me br whenever i look in the mirror br but wich one is me the one living life br or reality? family problems arise and br fights begin. cant take the pain it's like br someone stabbing you in the back br life is full or reasons but not for me br things pass by me the people i see br everyday are old nothing matters to me br but who i am. i fall and fall but try to get up br but then something tells me to give up br then something tells me to keep going br what do i do listen to facts or keep the truth? br whishin things would go back to the olden br days where things are bight and shining not br when things are comming to and end.