Life Goes On

I'm not a size 3 but I would like to be, My eyes aren't the color I want them to be, But so what, Life Goes On. I didn't go to a college as far away as I wanted to go, I let a lot of opportunities walk right out the door. But So what, life goes on. I don't drive the car I always pictured my self in, I have not yet to find my own home that me and my son can develop a special bond in. But so what life goes on. Instead of me complaining about my what not's and have not's, I've decided to be thankful for the things I do have. My size 9, hazel brown eyes, my ability to go to college and someday earn a degree, the opportunities I did manage to take advantage of, my cheviot Malibu, and the bedroom in which this poem was written. Life still goes on.