

In a WeekIn a WeekIn a Week
Seven days and counting- are you ready yet? He'll be coming soon- is your life all set? Will you scramble to do things you've never done? Will your life be in vein? Will you have lived for fun?
Six days and counting- have you wasted time? Are you asserting yourself, or are you waiting in line? Are you sobbing 'cause it's ending or just getting started? Are you reuniting with old ways you've long since parted?
Five days and counting- are you worried if you're Saved? Is it just now hitting you that you have to behave? Is it worth wasting life on the


That's LIFEI remember being little And playing the Game of Life. I remember putting my little pink person In the little red car And going off to college. I remember spinning the big rainbow spinner And going down the road Only to stop and collect a life card Or pay some ridiculous fine. I remember stopping at the stop signs To pick a career And, though it was nice being a doctor, I liked being an artist better. I didn't care about the biggest salary I cared about my dreams.That's LIFE
And the journey went on. Down the road, pass a pay day. A life tile here


Why?There's some things about this big wide world That I don't understand. How everything can be messed up Then go according to plan. Why is it when we're alone We sometimes get so scared? Is it our imagination Or is something really there? Why are there some people With no roof above their head, When some big shot rich people Have more money then they can spend? Why are some young children Supposed to be happy and carefree? Why can't we just leave them To be what they want to be? Why are there huge wars on Where people are left to die? WhyWhy?
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I'll die for you but I won't live for you.
Buzz -
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Buzz -
Good character is doing the right thing when no ones looking.
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no act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted
<//3brittuhnee
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To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain from my eyes--tonight I wanna cry<//3
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Not everyone has a sob story, Charlie, and even if they do, it's no excuse.
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To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain from my eyes--tonight I wanna cry<//3
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Not everyone has a sob story, Charlie, and even if they do, it's no excuse.
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