I make mistakes
I do stupid things
Lots of them
Does my mistakes define me?
Define who I am?
Just because I view things differently doesn’t mean you’re right, I’m wrong or the other way around..
But do I really understand that..
No right or wrong..
And do you understand that really..
Not just words said as if to be true
I think too much of almost everything
Too much imagination, created by fear
Fear of lost
Too much fear sucks the life out of me
So, why do I still do it?
Don’t I have the control on what I let happen in my life?