I knew where I wanted to go
I just needed
to be shown the way
No one that kid could sway
I knew
I was not prepared
and the secret
could not be shared
Sometimes I was afraid
other times I got aid
Still I do not know
but somehow
I made it
Grateful for the good life
for a little while
I even held
on my hand the knife
Looking back
I do not know
how I did it
and yet I survived it all
Perhaps it was luck
or just being on the ball
