The walk..

So, you tread on pebbles when you walk on a road...

I've tread on pebbles too,,,

big ones and small..

I stumble, I fall...

And get myself back on my feet again..

Walk and think I'll be careful this time..

So when I walk, I watch out

At all that is in sight, I doubt..

But now that i watch and doubt and look..

I cannot enjoy the road i took...

I'd rather enjoy, I decide

I cast my doubts, my fears aside

And I stumble on a rock again...

But this one time, I don't complain..

For I decided to stumble and fall..

A bruise it made, really small...

After all what's life without mistakes..

How unexciting without risks you take...

Don't call me careless, do not judge

I have no complaints, I have no grudge..

For my days of crying are long gone..

I don't care, of what's right or what's wrong..

It 'll happen again, I don't fight anymore

The pain's all gone, it hurts no more..

:)