When the walls close in, I am fine.
When the life I wanted passes me by, I am fine.
When the days burn long, and I wish for cold weather, I am fine.
When I don’t get to see my loved ones for years, I am fine.
When I look back at what could have been, I am fine.
When you say you don’t care about family as I care about family, I am fine.
When I see my life moving along and not always improving, I am fine.
When we fight over petty shit, and I think back to 20 years ago, I am fine.
When I lie to myself about it all, I am not fine.
When I acknowledge the lies and leave all my regrets behind, now I am fine.