Wednesday, January 16, 2013

10 minutes


I figured our fate
With the use of one thing
Glad I said it
Before it was too late
Before we started something

Knowing the thought
Is what it is
Just wish it was being fought 
And overwon by someone

Hard decisions stink
But for the idea of something
Is sort of a risk
But why not take it

Through time
The answer will never change
Just maybe the thought of me
Would change your mind

Still that one thought rules one thing out
Of course its
The one thing that was waiting to see
What could happen