Life is my mystery
Its full of old time history
Finding my way through it all
I guess im just hoping i will not fall

Who will be there to help me in the end
Will it be a person I know or a new found friend
Friends come to help when im in need
I guess im feeling as if I should be freed

Freed from my thoughts and misery
And as i started this poem my history
They say with a pen you can write away your fears
Or maybe i need my friends to lend me their ears

Listening and hearing whatever i say
And eventually this will change the way
Change the way im feeling blue
Change my emotions and make them all new

New emotions to start the next day
To put a smile on my face and let the sadness go away
So i guess this is the part were i talk to my friends
And let my history wait to the end.