Laying Here. Poem by Broken Angel

Laying Here.



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

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