Same old.. Same old

I used to believe that nothing was hard, but these days I'm not sure. I thought I had great friends, but now, I'm not sure. I never thought, I never believed that when everything turned black, He (Old chanch) and Daniel"a" would be the only ones near, but instead some other people. I never believed in the power of family, but now I know, not only how good it is to have one, but I wish I had discovered before. I guess: heaven gives, and heaven takes... or who/what ever is playing with us.