Say you will never know where you are going,
until you know where you have been,
you will be destined to a repeat,
if you do not know your past.
Sounds good to me, not like life has been good,
but that is only so far,
I have to stop living so fast.
Say it is destiny,
that I should leave it as is,
but how can I do that,
when my heart says it is true.
Without you, not one poem,
would be in this book,
I would be destined to darkness,
be depressed and blue.
But you already dug me my grave,
and shoved me in with sin,
but that does not mean,
I can not keep my head up high.