Lets take the high road next time, avoid the arguments. I felt discouraged as I sit still and keep quiet. Pretend to be asleep, listen to voices scream. The road beneath is saying all that we could not speak. And again we turn our backs and forget the problems that we've had.

It's no surprise that it's just like us and we hope for the best, but we take the worst. The silent conflict surrounding our beds have taken notice its not the first and yet it feels like new.

Breaking my old bad habits, watching you gain some more. Sometimes I think you complain, just because you are feeling bored. Take a balance, take your leave. Forget us and do what you please. I have a feeling that this is it, look out the window and realized what I've missed.