LIFE?

Was it fate that made it turn out this way?

To challenge me, twist up my life, and turn me into the person I am today?

To meet the people I've met, at the times I've met them, at the places I've met them

Can you call it fate?

But what is fate, but an abstract, theory of our imaginations?

It doesn't really exist, but people believe for it to be there.

Why? To blame something other than life itself.

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Remember when we were younger?

No cares in the world, sleeping, eating and playing was all we did.

Choosing the right color crayon was our biggest problem and

Getting a piece of candy made our days

Now I stand at a cross road

My life, my future, staring me right in the face

Depending on which path I choose determines the person I will become

The most frightening thing is that I can see it

I can experience it

So that I can make the right choice

Imagine if I took the other road? I would be a completely different person

With a completely different life.

Life, that's what we're put on earth for

And if it weren't hard,

then there would be no point in being on earth in the first place

now would there?