Life. Poem by Muñeca Campos

There comes a point in life, when youh realize how far
youh've gone and how far youh want to go.
How good things are and how bad they may seem.
There comes a point when everything youh've wished for turned out to be a livin nightmare.
When youh dream about the most wonderful things,
and finally wake up,
realized everything was just a memory.
Having to wake up every second of the day,
with such great pain not knowing what to do.


Not being able to talk to anyone about how youh feel,
feeling like theres no other way to go but down.
The most amazing things happen even when
youh may not seem to notice.
Everything always has a point,
and everything always happens for a reason.