I made it.
I fought.
I died.
I was reborn.
But I made it.

I never gave up the fight.
Now I'm on the top.
The sky is below me,
The world is mine.

I don't want it.
I accomplished what people dream of.
But I'd give it away in a heartbeat.
This world that is mine,
That is my oyster,
It is unwanted and ***** to me.

But the mantra in my head keeps me going.
I must have it.
I must succeed.
I am afraid of failure only.
I made it,
I made it,
I made it.

Everyone is looking for love.
Most find it.
But then there are the select few
That wonder if they will ever even get near it.

Some of us aren't cut out for love.
We don't have the mindset.
We can't deal with the accompanying emotions.
We are scared.

People will try to tell us that
We are too young yet.
Or that we are looking in the wrong places.
But what they don't know is that
Sometimes,
It just doesn't happen.

Solo.
It is what I'm good at.
I'm riding solo.
No pain involved.

Hey, sorry it didn't work,
But I ride solo.
Gotta spread my wings so I can
Ride solo.

Why me?
What did I do to deserve this?
Am I always to be the bad one,
The one who is never the victim?
Can't anybody see?
See what I went through?
Is there nobody who listens
Or nobody who cares?

I sit here wondering
Am I making the right decision?
Can I know?
Until I take the leap can I ever really know?
It won't be easy,
I never said it would.
It will make enemies and will tax my friends,
But I gotta go.
I gotta take my leap to
FREEDOM.

Have you ever experienced the chance of a new, clean slate?
The slate of life is often
Dinged......Scratched.......Pitted.
With what?
With mistakes, yes.
With trials, yes.
With things beyond our control? YES, YES, Hell to the YES.
So here's to new life--a new slate.
That wondrous, captivating, and uncharted slate to a new life.
Go. Discover. Fall in love with that chance.