Woven
Why can't my fate be
woven,
Every second already
knit,
Every dark corridor
lit,
No need to care,
what's down the
road,
As it's already
there,
No need to dwell on
the past,
As it happened
exactly
Like it was supposed
to .
No need to make
choices,
No need to regret ,
On the ones not
made,
No room for my own
mistakes.
Of course there's
another possibility,
That everything is
not random,
That there's some
reason behind it all,
That all this is
true.
