Life is very strange
I'd say.
This is where
I'll begin.

I play this scenario over and
over again.
I play it over in
my head.

I'm  writing these words
not looking for sorrow.
  Tme is short.
Time is
borrowed.
What is here today is
gone tomorrow.

People come in your life
for the moment or
for years.
Sometimes you wonder
why they appear!

They will change your direction
from what it
once was.
To now what it is.

Time changes people as
you know.
People come.
People go.
Situations will make
you grow
if you let them!

Never go backwards.
Keep moving
forward, that's
how
chapters are
written.

Be careful what you say!
Be careful what
you do.
Because, they have a way
of coming back to
haunt you.

The tongue has no bone
this is true!
What you write with
your fingers.
Can hurt you, too.
Do this, do that in
this world today.
It can be very misleading
in many ways!

For I am the misfit,
of Misfit Island.
The one that
you see.

An outcast. A survivor.
The one out to sea!
A lesson that came across
the sea breeze.
For it filled up
the sails
and put it before me.

                            Simba