Life seems so short and time goes by fast;
  Thinking of memories, consumed by your past.
  The choices we made, the roads we travel down;
My if we had just one chance to stop and turn it all around.
  So any decisions we made, yet for the most part we're wrong;
  Yet my life still holds the question, as to where I belong.
  I know in my heart that God has his purpose for me;
   Maybe it is I'm looking for answers I feel that I cannot see.
  As I look back now I would be lying to say the choices that I made I don't regret,;
   However if I could change my choices how would I know that they were mistakes yet?
  Was I so often if given a chance, we would go back in time to make it all change;
  For all the wrongs would  be right, the bad into good, just too awake to a life so different and strange.
  As you read these words that I say;
  Continue to read before the next time you pray.
  There's always a beginning where something  ends;
  Such is true, that there must be an ending before another begins.
  Before I kneel to pray, I pray not to change but for forgiveness, for my bad choices per say;
  I praise my dear Lord for now I see, my past met my future, learning my mistakes taught me how to be the person that I am today.