Ever dream of me...
I've accepted my fate.
I won't fight anymore. I won't cry. I won't throw everything away.
I go in tomorrow with my head held high, that that last check, and say "Que sera, sera.", and walk out with a new mission.
So what if I have to find a new job? So what if times may fall to rough moments agian? I'm still alive, damn it...
And people still love me.
This just wasn't meant to be. And I can accept that.
<3
I won't fight anymore. I won't cry. I won't throw everything away.
I go in tomorrow with my head held high, that that last check, and say "Que sera, sera.", and walk out with a new mission.
So what if I have to find a new job? So what if times may fall to rough moments agian? I'm still alive, damn it...
And people still love me.
This just wasn't meant to be. And I can accept that.
<3