words of my mine

a life of pain, never truly makes me cry. it's makes me think. questions pop up, like why is it that we go to the ones that hurt us the most? is it love or is it fear? many questions come to me, just so i can try to understand the way of a true mine. i follow people who tries to make life better for all of us. i follow their words more than their actions. many of them talk of dreams, people try to hind from the world and how to make them a reality. a great man once said to me i want people to realize that it's not ridiculous to have a dream and try to obtain it. those words buzz in my head, but with me i ask a question that help a person. my questions make people think and when they find the answer they find a way through pain. with this said i will leave you to think of this. When you fall, should you help yourself, have other help you up, or should you just stay down because you know your going to fall again?