I sit and think.
Think of the days that have gone by
and everyone in them.
I think about those good times,
those sad times
and those times I wish I had done something different.
I visualize everyday about something that happened to me.
Something really good, or really bad.
I think of the good things compared to the bad ones.
And I think, how I could have made it this far.
Then I realize, everything I have gone through happened
for a reason.
What reason I will never know.
They may have hurt or been pleasant, but
I am where I am now because of it all.
I'm not in the best place I could be, or leading the best life.
I'm not in the worst place either, and I'm not dead.
I take it in stride everyday, because I think about
all those things that could happen to me.
And wonder whether good or bad, if they'll ever happen to me.
All because I sit, and think.
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