4 December 2008

If my life was a movie,
And I could make it my way,
I’d make all the scars and blemishes,
All fade away.

If my life was a song,
And I could write the lyrics,
I’d write it so that there was no sad,
That’s what I’d pick.

If my life was a story,
And I could fill it with laughter,
I’d change the saddest good-bye,
To happily ever after.

If my life was a picture,
And I were the painter,
I’d make all the bad times,
Grow ever so fainter.

But life’s not a movie,
Nor a song, story, or picture.
Life is just life,
Of that I’m quite sure.

But what if it weren’t,
And life had no sad?
If there was no suffering,
Would that really be bad?

What if life was all laughs and fun?
Filled with times that were sweet?
If life was never torture to go through,
Wouldn’t that be some feat?

But maybe it’s those struggles,
That make you feel alive.
Could it be
They’re what makes you survive?

All I know is that I wouldn’t be me
If I didn’t have you.
Someone would say where’s your boy?
And I’d just be like, “who?”


i love that poem lol i wrote it on the fourth at like 11 at night.