Still going

The running doesnt stop. My sister is doing ok. I move monday. The packing begins. I have a meeting with Bob tomorrow-ugh. I don't think I like where everything is heading.

stop my struggling, then I float to the surface,
fill my lungs with air, then let it out

I give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,
I give it all, and its these reasons that belong to me