Bless the turns that I made wrong
And bless those right as well
For neither turned out how I’d hoped
Both led me straight to hell
I joke
At least I think I do
As hell can’t be all day
Yet hell can be when hell decides
Or do we have final say?
I’d hope to think we make that call
On how we rule our fate
So bless me on my choices made
And the paths I choose to take
Crumbs in my belly button 