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.
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<I don't get how you can't see
All the things you did to me.
If only you knew
I've envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
