 | 7/12/06
Broken Pieces
It’s time to pick up the broken pieces of my life,
Mistakes of my past stab sharp like a knife,
Look towards tomorrow, forever is now,
Try to see clearly, I break through the clouds,
The memories of yesterday, they fade away,
I want to hold onto something, keep it with me to stay,
I push aside my pride and acknowledge my wrongs,
My troubles they hurt, but I need to stay strong,
Restless nights now I lie awake,
A time for change before it’s all too late,
A new beginning I hope for each day,
Caught up from decisions and now I must pay,
No more running, I sit down and realize,
To get where I want, my plan I revise,
I look for help from my family and friends,
I look for their hands, do they know where I’ve been,
It’s time to pick up the broken pieces of my dreams,
A fallen tear I wipe away and start a new scene,
Old enough to know what’s wrong and what’s right,
A constant battle with myself I must fight,
and someday I’ll be where I want to be,
A better place, the maybe I can look back and see,
You can’t sit around depending on luck,
It made me stronger, I can fall down, and pick myself up. |  |
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