One day.
24 hours.
1440 minutes.
86400 seconds.
One day of mistakes.
24 hours of disasters.
1440 minutes of regrets.
86400 seconds to screw up.
86400 chances.
1440 memories.
24 ways to start again.
One reason to live.
One day.
Sometimes
Your perspective
Needs to change.
Find a new light.
A new way to look at things.
One day.
One mistake.
One chance.
One reason.
Which one do you choose?
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoésieMy thoughts tend to form like poems, so I figured I'd share them- part of me hoping they make sense to more than just myself.
