Now

Location

At the end of the day

through the bottomless fall

we can mold our own clay

by the things that are small

 

whether earning a dime

or helping a brother

we can love precious time

without year long summer

 

be a little naive

let out a good giggle

I completely believe

loud actions are little

 

extinguish a slight frown

dont have to be sappy

we all have right here now

just choose to be happy

 

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741