Driving My Way
Sometimes I let you
ram in front of me,
cut me off,
and other times I don’t
I’m not following a personal rule or logic
and cannot tell you beforehand
but you’ll be able to tell
if not, don’t dare
I may not be good today
I may feel pressed, traffic-trapped.
I am Mr. Nice Guy
but I drive my way.
Via delle Mura, cpl. Ileana Messina 98121 ITALY martinpedersen@tin.it https://www.emartinpedersen.com/
How can you not cry in a funeral? How can you not cry? How can you not ask yourself if people would come to yours? How can you not question life when parents bury their child?
Shoutout to you, who'll keep rocking and doing your thing so different and so special and so important in your own way. To be the best you can be for yourself, and not for anyone else.
Being a person who has always been good at balancing her time and setting her priorities straight, I never thought I'd be in a situation where I'd have to choose between two things that I really put so much effort on.
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