Not Another Sad Poem Poem by Brett Roberts

Picking up the pieces, looking into the sky with a smile.
My heart releases you. Everything we were was totally worthwhile.
Countless miles behind us. It’s back to running the quarter mile. Not knowing what’s next.
It’s time to live life with a different style.

Push your limits, forget that you could break.
Laugh like it’s the last time, because it could be.
Forgive all your mistakes. Brush them off, they're not the last you’ll make.
Wake up to the sun beating on your face. Take the day make it yours.

Tell the girl, you’ve always dreamed about.
Rebel against everything you ever thought was right.
Give all those against you hell. Try to live life like its reckless abandon.
Yell, “ hell yeah, it’s my life.”

There is no point of living in the past. Time to look into the future.
Forget about contrast. Life goes by to fast.
Take off the cast, you have made for yourself
It’s time to live life with a different style.

Journey to the place you’ve always wanted to go.
Embrace everything that has been given to you.
Chase what you still want. Erase what you’ve become
Step over all the walls you’ve built up. So you can live once again.