Self Control
Do they wounder, do they worry?
maybe care even?
Thinking back does it really matter,
wat they think?what they say?
As long as u make it,
Nothing matters at that point,
make since now does it?
throuh out a life time
you will be judged, u will be hated.
but dont let it break u thAts wat i was told
from a person i hold very dear,
dnt look back, forget the hated acts,
the past is the past,
a future is wat we have to make last.
dont waste it, dont mistreat it.
live it not for the moment
but for the memories that it may carry.
sometimes a fairytail has a happy ending,
if u believe it.
Copyright © Chelsey Moore | Year Posted 2011
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