Life goes on

Do you ever read your old emails? I do at times and I wonder.
I do not know how it came to pass
I do not know where I would be in times to come
I do not know how I got here from where I was
But I do understand that life goes on

Was I wrong? Was I right? these are questions that I fight
When I think in solitary I cannot help but dream of a world that came crashing in
Where would I be had I not gone that road
Where would I be if things were done differently
Would I have been me?

There are those who look back with pride some look back in anger
and there are others who look back and become sad
but I look back and get confused
I do not know where to begin and where to end
all I know is this is not the end