Destiny

January 31, 2016

I get to decide my own destiny.

And if I want to be a rebel without a cause then so be it

because in the end I won't live my life with any regret.

I don't want to live in fear.

Fearing what life will bring for me because I didn't want learn how to fly.

So my heart is saying yes and my mom is saying no.

But nothing is standing in my way not today not tomorrow not ever.

I get to decide my own destiny.

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