We spend our lives connecting
With people we don’t know.
With some, we hold on to;
With others, we let go.
Is there a hidden reason
For the choices we make?
Some bring us joy and laughter,
While others bring heartache.
There are times we get lucky
And a person comes along,
Who can teach our soul
To create a new song.
Someone who accepts us
As we really are,
And gives us the courage
To reach for a star.
Yet, there are those who use us,
Then toss us to the side,
After they enslave us
And rip away our pride.
How can we choose more wisely
The people we let in,
So we don’t end up crying,
For “what might have been?”
Yu/stan/kema.