It's not planned out.
It's not been said.
I own this life,
I make my bed.
So many roads,
Which will I take?
It's up to me.
I make my fate.
And if I choose,
And I choose wrong,
I'll learn from that.
It makes me strong.
I always want,
To know I could,
Do anything.
There is no should.
I decide,
Just who I am.
It's up to me.
There is no plan.
Every day,
Is mine to change.
Be someone new.
Is that so strange?
- Julz Epp















