Life Happens, And We Don’t Choose How

Life happens,

And we don’t 

Choose

How.

The world

Changes,

But we often

Don’t realize

We are changing

With it.

Sometimes decisions

Aren’t

Ours to make,

But they change

Us

Anyways.

We go where the

Wind

Blows

Us

Some days,

But we have the

Gust

To lift us

Off our feet

And see things

From a new 

Angle

Of

Opportunity.

We may fall on our

Faces

Sometimes,

But we can fly

Eventually.

We must look at 

The

World

From a newborn

Angle,

Seeing things

With naivety

But living

With maturity.

Not everything shall

Go our way,

But that’s the way

The world

Operates.

We are not operators

But the 

Operated

Ones

In the life

Of

Constant

Change.

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