Long ago when I was a young boy,
I came to realize how harsh life could feel,
And at a very young age I struck myself a deal,
I vowed to change my destiny and write my own fate,
If only I'd known back then my vow was puerile,
I know now how misguided that little boy was,
His idea of obtaining a life not meant for his soul,
I've realize now I will never reach that goal,
No amount of trying changes my beaten path,
The harshness of life will never be in my control,
I've tried more times then I can count,
To grasp a better way of life and success,
And every time I end right back in the same old mess,
I've given everything just to live a little bit more,
But I understand now that my life was meant to live less.
©justin_ur
J