Unsent letters

Unspoken words

I’m admitting things to myself

In songs no one has heard

Life is too damn short to be living it the way I am

Too late and too far gone

For certain people to understand

I say I’m living for myself

But I’m not

Or I’d be somewhere else

I put it all out to the universe

Things have a way of coming back to you

Jeremiah 29:11, “I know the plans I have for you”

All of this is going to change

The life I want isn’t that far away

I’m going to make it mine

Tick-took the clock is ticking

And it just ran out of time

If anywhere I messed up, God forgive me

Help bring precious things I lost back to me

I have a good feeling in my soul

This was meant to be

In the hands of fate, I was made for this journey