Count Your Blessings

What went wrong? Why did life runaway? I was only a kid. Why did I have to pay? I know I wasn't perfect. Not always a nice guy. But, others are worse and they seem to get by. I live life slow, now, can't seem to get back in paise. Like life's a big compitision and I'm last in the race. I got in a car wreck, that messed me up bad. But, I could end my depression by counting what I still had. I couldn't talk to communicate, but atleast I could still write. Couldn't walk either, but won that in a fight. Lost alot of friends that were close to me too. Now, I see who was false, and the ones that were true. My body was still intact and at least I could see. Saw and heard many people, alot worse off then me. One thought in my head that made me wanna prance. I must be special. God gave me another chance.