Life throws you curves expects you to swerve i swing and i miss and all i do is reminisce about the good and bad and what i could have had whats has gone and every dawn i have undergone I think about the past and what will last i hope for less curves so i can gather my nerves so i can go back and live asked to be forgived get to what i planned and slowly expand my life is one big curve while i have to swerve to stay on track and to get back