Life.

Sometimes I sit and I see,
that life just moves in cycles.
Memories of mine that I might hold
dear to me, they leave, but return recycled.
They say it's what you make it, they also say
if you don't truly live it, then you have done nothing but waste it.
I'm comfortable.
While under extreme pressure that would cause others to fold.
Some see failure, while others see hope, and from those
I find motivation for pursuing my goals.

11:05pm
8/13/2012