You will live through many things;
Many situations to come and go,
Many ‘nows’ to be had or missed,
You will live through friends who never call
But who call themselves friends,
Through girlfriends and whores
And mother confusing the two,
Through money and debt
And God and taxes,
You will experience loneliness and love
(More than once, I assure you),
You will experience parenthood
And holding your child
As you explain why an eye sees or a heart beats,
You will live through illness and death
Of your parents,
Of your friends,
Of your children,
Of your spouse,
Of your spirit,
Of yourself…
You will pray countless times
To forget countless things…
All of which will go unanswered.
You will live through many things;
Many situations to come and go,
Many ‘nows’ to be had or missed,
But only you choose how they define you,
Only you can be who you are.
