She had known her end from the beginning
But she still wanted to wait until the end
She had known which way she would go
But she still left it to chance
She had know she was never going to find what she was looking for
But still looked, no matter where she was, she would always look
She had known what would become of her
But she still wanted to change for the better
She always said to herself,
“At least I tried.”
But then she would answer
“Trying isn’t good enough.”
