At the end of the day, all is said and done...
And from your past, you can not run.
But, your future is a whole new path...
but, only if your present lasts.
For what you do now, and what you say...
will determine the outcome of any day.
Regret is that thing that's always found....
and if you let it, it'll tear you to the ground.
Nothing we do is a mistake, but, a lesson...
And in that, is where we should question.
Where to go from here or do we at all?...
How high to stand or how low do we fall?
For the simple fact; all things must be....
But, it's what we allow our eyes to see.
Blinded to reality; is a bird without flight...
And an unheard voice, is a cry at night.
Those who cry when they can be seen...
Are those that are heard, is all I mean.
For in the home of your made up reality...
Is where you will cook your own fatality.
And if there's secrets and doors on lock...
Do know, you've stopped your life's clock.
For with no access to your honest mind...
You will never know what path to find.
So, be honest to yourself, if only just you...
If not, it'll be pointless in whatever you do.
