Better Days

Better Days

A Poem by TheSadOne

You carry me places I'd rather be
Well mannered gardens well tempered seas
We're gathered in reason I should believe
That this is different that this isn't free
How could this be

I'm on my way to better days
I'll find my faith, I'll find a way
I'm on my way to better days
I'll find my faith

I will slip again, and you'll find me
I will live again, and you'll find me
Run, but carry the meanings of your past

I'm on my way to better days
You'll find your faith, you'll find a way
You're on your way to better days
You'll find your faith

Oh

I'm on our way to better days
We'll find our faith, we'll find a way

We're on our way to better days,
We'll find our faith, we'll find a way
We're on our way to betters days,
We'll find our faith

I'm on my way
I'm on my way to better days
I'll find my way
We'll find our faith
Find our faith

Find our way
Our way
Find our way

© 2014 TheSadOne


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Added on March 5, 2014
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TheSadOne
TheSadOne

milford ohio , OH



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Been lied to laughed at and bulied for having trouble being able to learn as fast as everyone else more..

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