The first cut is the deepest
And yes that may be true
But the real question should be
Who holds the knife – me or you?
We all want the road less traveled
So exotic and oh so new
But what to do when you get lost
No one showing you what to do?
They say – best friends forever
Forever through and through
But what are you suppose to do
When ‘they’ aren’t there in queue?
A promise made is a promise kept
No matter what may brew
But what to do when the other side
Overthrows you like a coup?
Don’t let failures go to your heart
A motto I always knew
But what if your heart gets broken
And failure seeps its way in to?
I guess I’m learning the hard way
What resolve means – a chance anew
No more ‘buts’ to dwell on and on
I’m ready to press redo
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