Fate is so fragile
So frail
So fake

Just one short moment,
and your life is to take
Yet they say it is yours,
it is yours to make

But it lies in the hands
of one little thing

A bottle
A ring
A blade
A sting
A thought

Just one thing.

I can do one thing right every day

Sometimes the thing is going for a run
or going to the gym
or tossing a frisbee

Sometimes it's catching up on emails
or writing a paper
or buying groceries

Sometimes I talk to a friend
or smile at a stranger
or watch birds

Sometimes one thing is watching a movie
or playing videogames
or reading a chapter of a book

Four days ago I washed the dishes
Three days ago I checked the mail
Two days ago I took a shower

Yesterday all I could do was get out of bed
it's not much
but it's something