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Some call it Irony,
Others call it life,
The rest fate,
Then why oh why dose fate have to be so cruel,
And deal us a hand we don't understand,
They say we hold all the cards,
Yet we can’t see what they are,
I’ve been told where there’s a will there’s a way,
I have the will so where’s they way,
The fog covers the road,
There are no signs,
Lost and alone on the road of life,
Twists and turns bring me to where I’ve already been,
The day grows long my soul weary,
I search for what I need,
But know not for what not I seek,
I hear people,
Seemingly next to me,
But no one can hear me,
No one can see me,
Where are you are you there at all,
I’m lost and helpless,
Abandoned on this road,
Expected to find my way,
As I cry out my frustration and pain,
The fog lifts the road becomes clear,
I can see the end just beyond the horizon,
Yet so far away,
But within my grasp,
A sigh of content falls past my lips,
And I begin again,
The cards so clear and real,
The will burning in my soul,
I continue upon the road,
The road of life.
Hey just a poem I wrote! Well I might be able to go to Amber and Britt's after we get the yard work done but if not Ilove you all and you should swing buy and ask if I can come cuz then I might be allowed!! I dont know what to getr 4 Felicity and dont really know if I can go.Cuzz of the yhard work thing and My parents driving. This stinks. Oh well on a happer note 88 days till I'm 16!! Woohooo!! And only 23 days till schools out YES~!!!!!!!!!!!! Well I g2g love me!!