I LAY ON MY BACK, LOOKING AT MY ROOF, AND JUST WONDERING;
WHAT CAN I DO.
WHAT CAN I SAY.
WHAT CAN I CHANGE.
WHAT EXACTLY CAN MY WORRIES DO.
NOTHING I SAY.
HAVING A ROUGH DAY, ROUGH WEEK AND YEAR, THE ANGER AND PAIN INJECTING ITSELF IN MY VAINS.
I HAVE DECIDED TO ACCEPT MY IMPERFECTIONS, MY REGRETS, MY LIFE THE WAY IT IS.
ONE THING HAVE I PROMISED...