You Never Know

Sometimes we never know what we want, 
until we get it.
When we don’t have it we pretend we don’t need it, but when we do we tend to accept it.
I see things straight and try to bend it,
When it’s bent I’ll try re-straighten, 
but if I can’t do nothing about it I’ll have to forget it.
I guess you never know, 
but if you did, what would you do different.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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