sure of something,
that, i am not.
certain of nothing
is what i got.
i don't have answers
or even read clues.
i'm not sure what it is
i'm suppose to do.
so flowing and growing
i let my life be.
and i work at what is
the only things i see.
stay where my feet are
try not to run
don't look back much
and try to have fun.
only with hope
that God's got a plan
do i wake up each day
and begin again.
i've got endless potential
and never-ending words
of what i'm wishing
i am working towards.
but i'll never be sure
the opportunities that arise
God never fails to
bring you a surprise.
© L
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