Looking around.
Trying to find something that makes life worth wild.
Thinking 'What If.'
Wondering.
How my life came this way.
The good's and bad's of today.
Should I have made different choices?
Taken more risks?
Or done the opposite?
Sitting up now.
Only to realize.
What happened, happened.
Can't be changed now.
: : end: :
written: 2/17/06
Broken Angel
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/laying-here/
