Yesterday's Poem "Fate"

Yesterday I began to write this poem was somehow able to finish it in the ten minutes for journal time. But let me write exactly what I put in my journal yesterday...

This morning I was sitting on the bus and I heard a song that made me think (sorry I'm not going to say the title). How many times have so many people wanted to go back in time and change something that they have done? I have hit that road a few times. I love when people ask, "What would have happened if...?"

It's wishful thinking. I don't mean to sound negative, but it's your fate and you chose it by your own actions. No one did it for you.

Fate

Why do people choose their own fate?

They don't realize actions speak louder than words

Until it is too late,

At that last moment there is everything to save

With no time at all,

The walls begin to cave,

If you had only chosen more or less,

And been cautious with your mistakes,

Time could have done the rest,

Why did you not look for the sky?

Taking some thought,

Given yourself more time?

Why is it you had to tell those lies?

Wake up too late,

And force yourself to fly?

Why did you not smile a little more?

Not being friendly?

Why did you always have to settle a score?

You have to remember that you choose your own fate,

It's up to you to pick everything up,

Just don't let yourself be too late!

It has been a while since I actually wrote a poem like this. It seems a little negative but I have just realized everything you do has their own consequences that you have to deal with sooner or later. Remember you may be able to get rid of a burden right now, at this moment, but later on it's going to snowball. It's easier to deal with the consequences as they come.... and of course the earlier you do so....