Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my choice.
To leave hurtful memories behind
Or allow them to bother my mind...
The choice is mine.
To fret over a mistake when it's done
Or learn from it and move on...
The choice is mine.
To be bothered by all that people say
Or ignore them and go my own way...
The choice is mine.
To enjoy what I've been able to gain
Or ungratefully regard it with disdain...
The choice is mine.
Sometimes I won't get to pick my lot,
But whether I'll be happy or not
Will always be my choice.
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
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Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
This is a daily reminder
To relax,
To not get angry over small things,
To
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
