What exactly is destiny?
Getting on a bus where only the driver knows the destination?
Even though where you seek may not be where he wills to take you?
But they say it can be changed,
Just state where you would like to go,
Work towards it
And maybe after a while, you are given your course.
Others say we are more like pencils.
All this he say she say is driving me crazy.
What in the name of everything holy is going on.
I'm not sure I chose to go on this road trip.
Just how true is it that we have a choice
On the journey to certain uncertainty.
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Shredded Thoughts/Poems
Poetry-{Completed}- Some of my thoughts and poems. Flawed in all fairness, but deep, dark and emotionally driven..Feedbacks are welcome and appreciated.... Enjoy.... Thanks
