Each person has a story
They are not defined by a name
Or a number
Their tale
Is the one their grandchildren will get tired of hearing
But the light behind that person's eyelids
Will never grow old
You may be 37 and not know how your story will end
But that's the exciting thing
No one knows
It's the journey that counts
And it's the little memories you make along the way
Not a name or a number
YOU ARE READING
Broken Chains
PoetrySometimes it's nice for people to not know who you are. So you can tell them everything. And it just, doesn't matter.
