fauxcroft

I could crash and burn

Or I could choose to learn

From things that happen in my life.

I could choose to be ignorant

And be kind of of insolent,

Acting as if there were no lessons to be learnt.

Or I could choose to see my flaws

Understand where I was at fault,

Learn how to get it right in future,

Then no one needs get hurt.

I could shrivel in denial,

Or I could grow at least for a while

And be stronger, not so weak,

Where it is light, rather than bleak,

And we are powerful not meek,

Where in time we can discover what we seek,

In those lessons which we learnt.