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 friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
This is a daily reminder
To relax,
To not get angry over small things,
To
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
