When I am bored to the bone,it's OK cause I am not alone.I take out my paper,and I take out my pen,and lo and behold the party begin,so many thoughts run through my head,of the past,present,of the living and dead,But it is my future that concern me the most,so I pour myself a glass of champagne,and give myself a toast.cheers to you I say to me.your future can be as bright as you want it to be.don't worry about your past,for they are years gone by. the present is what matters.  so be the best that you can,cause God has your future in the palm,of his hand.bottoms up I think,with a smile, God is my father and I am his child,I have no worries let the truth be known,I can't bring back those who are gone,and for the living I can not right  their wrong.So I will be me to the max,cause in God I trust and that's a fact.paper and pen is my friend,and my story has no end.May I have another glass of champagne.oops I am talking to myself.