Hey Days

Hey Days! You keep moving on Delays , aren’t good for none. I have heard , moving on helps for something better to come. What's this Pain? if denied to be felt Heartbreak; Ought to recover itself. Walk around, Remembering the Stories not to tell, Watch people Carry it soo well. Not crying, I can Believe. They seem Smiling a little harder now. The pain well Hid, Silence feels bitter , Every person acts out like they have met something better. Consider the Stories, a little Rational, I hear`I am fine` in Every Solitary person. Considerate, of Every reaction. I can see their Eyes Carrying Past in Affection. What's this Pain? It cant be denied Access Flashbacks, each time Someone tells to Recover Itself. The past Dwells, We are a Visitor too often. The End is Played, as long as Forever. So Days! You keep Moving on Delays , aren’t good for none. But I have heard Moving lips lie, for the times they still Cry. The Story Continues, as their survival to Life. And what's Better , that's something Nobody could ever Decide.