It's Up to You
Tomorrows just another day,
Like all others in some way.
Yesterday's a dream gone by;
Can't change it, so why try?
Today's the day to be working on...
Still a memory before too long.
So why bother to cry and despair
When Father Time just does not care?
Mother Nature will run it's course
No matter what ship comes in or leaves port.
Just do the best you can do.
What's made of your life...it's up to you.
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Perfectly Flawed
PoetryA collection of poems dealing with depression, eating disorders, hate, anger, suicide, hope, love, change, and new life. Enjoy :) xx
