How Did I Get Here
How did I get here
It seems to be a bit fuzzy
All the years that have gone by
Why....
did I worry about everthing being perfect
Why did it stress me out?
I have so much doubt
Sometimes I wonder what is or who Im talking about
relaxation and stress free is what life I wanted for me
But why did I choose to be at the End of the rope
With always having hope
That the ones in my life
Will devote as much time and effort
That i strive for in each and everything
I guess one thing Im learning is that each
individual isn't like me
They don't think or act the same as me
Some people think life is just a breeze
I love the person I am
Just don't appreciate dealing with all the debris
Copyright © Tasha Shumate | Year Posted 2012
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