It really is a miracle
that i have come this far
without a hope without a prayer
without a guiding star
Inspite of my nativity
and many dreams betrayed
I know i would not be here now
before mistakes i made.
Before mistakes i made
who knows who i might be;
some other heart, some other soul,
some other destiny.
But for the times i took;
a wrong turn unafraid
I might have missed it all
before mistakes i made.
So many times i try to change
things out of my control;
The jealousy and all the rage
that swallowed me up whole.
The years that i spent loving those
who did not feel the same.
At times i didn't trust myself
with only me to blame.
Before mistakes i made
who know where i might be;
some other place, some other time,
some other destiny.
These things have taught me what is real;
how to laugh, how to cry, how to love
without regret,
when to say hello;
goodbye.
"Mistakes I Made", Fran Lucci
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