By Destiny

The life you live is not the one you choose.
The bumps along the road will leave a scar and make a bruise.

To make the best of what you have got, think of what you have even when its not a lot.

I speak of love and i hate war, poems aren't truth , but it is the door.

To open the door you have to have a map , and your running shoes, If you don't tie them you will stumble, you will lose.

When you get the map and find the door, open it slowly, just a little and not any more .

Take a look and soak it up its alot told hold, what you see is what your mind unfolds.

The bumps along that road may leave scars and the occasional bruise, it may not be the life that you wanted, but its not up to you to choose.

Submitted By venus

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