Letter To Myself Poem by Eric Schojan

Give it up, no time for excuses
A sad man will cry but a broken man uses
His sadness as a reason for why he abuses
Himself and who he loves and they are who he accuses

When things go wrong you can't just run and hide
In this life we can't control we're just along for the ride
You take the good with the bad, all the tears you have cried
you add them all up and they reflect in your stride

But try and stand tall, try and walk even taller
if you're aching to call pick up the phone and call her
If you're striving for knowledge, go out become a scholar
Don't let your folly's in life tighten 'round your neck like a collar

The one they put around your neck with a tag for return
If you stray too far away and their reality begins to burn
You'll be sent right back and re-taught what they want you to learn
And they'll convince you their acceptance is vital to earn

You can fall in with the crowd, take your place in line
Or you can choose to use your voice, you can choose to shine
A ray of light breaking the dark, peaceful and benign
show the world around you it's not that hard to realign

So get up out of bed, I want only positive today
I want you to let go of your sadness, push the negative away
I want you to appreciate the people, all the ones who've stayed
And thank them every day, they could so easily have strayed

Life is not a chore that slowly we get done
It's as random as our planet floating steady 'round the sun
It's meant to be enjoyed, it's experiences fun
and if your head lays down for good and you are happy, you can rest easy, you have won