Reason to Live

As I sit here
I start to think
Of the good things I have going for me
Trying not to think of the bad things
My parents love me
My friends are there for me
I have made a few new friends
That seem to be the ones that will always be there for me
The cars that I have
Working on the Prelude
Trying to get rid of the Camaro
Driving Dad's Stingray
Or the truck
Maybe I will have the truck one day
But as I sit here
I think that I have plenty to live for
Even if
Days look bleak
There will always be
A reason to live