People pretend to live.
They go through the days
sad and depressed.
When what should make them happy
Is pushed away.

The good times
should over-run the bad ones.
But yet people look at the bad.
Not the good.
They greive over their sorrows
Like they think they should.
So they don’t LIVE like i wish they would.

So ‘LIVE’ don’t ‘DIE’