I sit in my room and I ponder, <br />everything that's happened in my life, <br />Have made the right decisions? <br />I wonder, <br />I can not know this until after. <br /> <br />After the decision has been made, <br />but even if it is wrong, <br />each of us has to in their own bed lay, <br />but what keeps a few of us there - <br />still laid, <br />is that some of us choose not to swim, <br />but rather to drown, <br />in life's bad-decisions bay. <br /> <br />See, <br />each decision we make is for a reason, <br />and 'mistakes' are but mere lessons <br />to learn in the life, <br />that we have been destine to live, <br />yet, <br />some of us do not realise this, <br />so their FULL potental, <br />they have yet to give. <br /> <br />13/01/06<br /><br />Liz Munro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/decisions-8/
