If you were to asked me about my past, I can tell you it’s nothing to gloat about. Lots of mistakes and blunders but I’ve learned a lot.
No sense crying over spilled milk.
I’ve managed to gather myself and came to my senses, finally. To some, it’s already too late for me and all is gone, so’s my youth.
Better late than never! I don’t want to die wondering! I’d rather die trying!
I want to move forward. and I’ve still got the future with all its glories. All waiting, to be taken, by me.
I need help and assistance though because no one, I mean no one can ever makes it alone.
Thank you for your understanding.