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Array ( [sid] => 153477 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Life [time] => 2009-09-21 11:17:34 [hometext] => [bodytext] => As I look at my life I think
This is not as good as it gets
There must be more than this
For how could this be it

I'm unaccomplished, unsuccessful,
broken, and left with no one to love
My life is nothing like I said I wanted,
I never had the things I dreamed of

What do we measure our lives to,
is it to what we have or who we are with,
to the job we do, or to
the education we've obtained ..

To how much money we've made
or what title we have,
to how big our house is,
or the kind of car that we drive

What?.. I ask is the perfect life,
is it having the perfect husband
or being the perfect wife...

Is it how well your kids turn out
or how well you are known
Is it making everyone happy
even when you feel so alone

My life is where it’s at
because of the choices I’ve made,
and from things I've gone through
which has brought me here today...

Whether I'm happy or not
I know one thing is true,
that I can't change the past
I'm just grateful I made it through

This life that's been given to me,
In it I've made mistakes
Though this is true, I know I must
continue in the race

Because sometimes I rather
give up and throw in the towel
I want to close the door
and wallow in my sorrows

What good is that going
to do me, and what will I gain
only God can see through me
and heal me of all of this pain.

Not sure where to go from here
Though it’s never to late
But I've wasted so many years
And now I've decided my fate

How do I fix all I've done wrong
Maybe I'm not supposed to
I will have to surrender to God
And just remain hopeful

I will walk with my head held high
because even though I'm not where
I want to be
I know my life can change for the
better and I can finally be happy
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Life

Contributed by vr2776 on Monday, 21st September 2009 @ 11:17:34 AM in AEST
Topic: ambiguous



As I look at my life I think
This is not as good as it gets
There must be more than this
For how could this be it

I'm unaccomplished, unsuccessful,
broken, and left with no one to love
My life is nothing like I said I wanted,
I never had the things I dreamed of

What do we measure our lives to,
is it to what we have or who we are with,
to the job we do, or to
the education we've obtained ..

To how much money we've made
or what title we have,
to how big our house is,
or the kind of car that we drive

What?.. I ask is the perfect life,
is it having the perfect husband
or being the perfect wife...

Is it how well your kids turn out
or how well you are known
Is it making everyone happy
even when you feel so alone

My life is where it’s at
because of the choices I’ve made,
and from things I've gone through
which has brought me here today...

Whether I'm happy or not
I know one thing is true,
that I can't change the past
I'm just grateful I made it through

This life that's been given to me,
In it I've made mistakes
Though this is true, I know I must
continue in the race

Because sometimes I rather
give up and throw in the towel
I want to close the door
and wallow in my sorrows

What good is that going
to do me, and what will I gain
only God can see through me
and heal me of all of this pain.

Not sure where to go from here
Though it’s never to late
But I've wasted so many years
And now I've decided my fate

How do I fix all I've done wrong
Maybe I'm not supposed to
I will have to surrender to God
And just remain hopeful

I will walk with my head held high
because even though I'm not where
I want to be
I know my life can change for the
better and I can finally be happy




Copyright © vr2776 ... [ 2009-09-21 11:17:34]
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Re: Life (User Rating: 1 )
by TsunamiWaverider on Monday, 21st September 2009 @ 05:03:31 PM AEST
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Heartfelt and introspective....a very nice poem.




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