Do we ever really know
Where the road of life will take us
What obstacles
Or detours
It will put in our way,
Do we ever really know where we will end up
Or who we will end up with
The truth is
We never really know
Some pretend
Others just accept
That they are in a car
Heading into the unknown
Some swerve out of control, and crash
And they are left trying to
Pick up the pieces of their mangled lives
Others transform
And they have a new take on the drive
Others are too afraid
To even look out the windows at the beauty,
As their lives flash by
Me?
I don’t know what kind of driver I am,
Yet.
All I know is I intend to
Roll my windows down
Feel the strong breeze blow through my hair
And enjoy
The drive