Time to Put On My Big Girl Panties and Deal with It

Autobiography In Five Chapters

I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost...I am hope less.

It's not my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend I don't see it.

I fall in again.

I can't belive I am in the same place.

But it isn't my fault.

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I see it there.

I still fall in...it's a habit.

My eyes are open.

I know where I am.

It is my fault.

I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street .

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.

I walk down another street.