Why can't you create your own possibilities? |
Why can't it be? It's so obvious to see all the possibilities... Why can't it be? The dream, the life... the WHY, hit me... Why can't it be? It once seemed so far, just a foggy scene. It once was an ache and completely out of reach. I could see the outline, but could not leave the mist, the mist of the fog and the ability to resist. I could not resist, the temptation to be kept in my tracks. To stand stoic and strong in my inability to react. The WHAT was answered, 'tis the path in front of me. The WHO, was the me, right in front of thee. The WHEN is now, for what a better time to see, the light and the trees, and the breeze that moves me. Now, why can't it be, that I find beauty in all I see? Why can't it be, to see so clearly? First I asked, then I searched, I turned round and round but could not see, the answer right in front of me. WHY, NOT?!?! When you search you find and so simple it be. The WHY that can, that can in fact be! I can be free, I can be happy, I can be who I want to be. I can be kind, I can be me. I can be whoever, I choose for me. I choose, a light, I choose a calm. I choose to be the best of what I see. No more grim, possiblities, I choose and so therefore I be..... |