10 years have passed,
And I look back
At the roads I chose
And those I didn’t.
It's poignant, of course
‘Could’ve been’s,
Letters written but never sent
I’ve come so far
From who I used to be.
Bridges to possibilities:
Burnt
I’m happy where I am
But sometimes,
We wonder
What if…
And I look back
At the roads I chose
And those I didn’t.
It's poignant, of course
‘Could’ve been’s,
Letters written but never sent
I’ve come so far
From who I used to be.
Bridges to possibilities:
Burnt
I’m happy where I am
But sometimes,
We wonder
What if…