sometimes i wonder where my life is going
i hate to look behind and see where i have been
looking forward is impossible to do with certainty
looking at my life day to day i see
that what is behind is what makes me who i am to be
looking in the mirror i see scars of my yesterdays
staring back at me
i wonder if i knew then what i know now
but then again things just worked out somehow
my future is what i look forward to
my past is lessons learned
my today is living life to the fullest
i may not be the best example
on how to live life
but in my life i have lived, loved, and sacrificed
i have smiled
i have cried
i have been broken hearted
i have yet to have died
but when my final hour comes
there is nothing i will
have wished i had done