What use it is to sit here and feel lots of sorrow.. What use it is to hope for something that isn't there..
What use is there to longs for the things I never had.. What use is there be unhappy when I really aren't...
What use is there to think of the bad things, when so much good things happens..What use is there to believe you are not wonderful, when you are....
What use it is to look back, when you can color the future bright, if you want...
It is all up to me...
((Achazia plays her song....Mellow Sonate..
Original music by me (Achazia Songweaver)
