No matter where you stand, there is always sky..
Life, at times, feels like such a burden in some ways.. Like having to choose between what you want, and what is best for you.. There's really no telling where you will end up, and no knowing if you'll ever return to stand on the same ground you stood on while you were missing out on everything you longed for.. There is only the sky, and tomorrow, the works of every day are important to us, or at least, we should hold them that way.. It's important to do these things, otherwise you'll end up in a world of smoke. vanishing.