Friday, 5 March 2010
05:17:16 PM (GMT)
I'm running down the highway,
But wherever will I go?
Should I be fast and consistent
Or take my time and go slow?
Choices, choices, everywhere
Life is not a game.
Should I be different, and really stand out?
Or blend in and be the same?
There is a hurdle around every turn
Sometimes, I want to cry
But I have to stay strong, this I know
So those hurdles will just go speeding by.
Everyone will meet people who are not so nice
Some, downright mean.
Others simply want attention
And always make a scene.
Those are the people we think we should avoid
For they are not happy at all.
But to be a good person always means
That we will help them up when they fall.
So no matter what life throws at me,
I'll keep on running straight
And I'll go along with whatever God planned...
For I know that, everyday, I'll start over,
And I will have a clean slate.