picking up an old journal of mine
turning each page i am remembering
of the times through out my life
both good and bad and in between
we all live our lives differently
never really knowing what is next
trying to remember yesterday
but i keep on writing everything
each day provides a new challenge
trying to overcome the obstacles
that makes us stronger
with every fiber in my being
looking back over the years
i have shed so many tears
but what does crying really do
did i ever really have a clue
the future is ahead of me now
i no longer want to feel down
a higher high i plan to travel
and the mysteries still unravel
a love in myself i must find
for someone to enter my heart
and have a more clear mind
and empty out my mental cart
when one door closes in our life
we continue on to the next chapter and
look back up on our pages in history
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