I thought
It
No
Use
To
Keep
Track,
The
Life
Would
Be
There
When
I came
Back.
One
Way
Led
To
Other
Ways,
Days
Grew
Into
Years,
Some
Hopes
Became
Tears
As
Laughter
Mastered
All,
Though
I had
Little
To
Show,
Until
It
Was
Too
Late
To
Go
Home.
I chose
To
Roam
Far
From
My
Start,
But
Left
Behind
A
Fragment
Of
My
Heart.