Friday, April 27, 2012

My Way

 It's quite challenging to grow and think contrary to the way you were raised. I yearn for that confidence, that belief in myself and what I want to do with my life regardless of everything and everyone that's around me. The people who make the biggest impact in this world are the ones who live a full life and stand by their own beliefs and follow their dreams no matter what society or anyone else said. When will I be that person? As I asked the question an answer came to me - "when you stop being afraid" -  Fear of being wrong, fear of hurting others, fear of ridicule, criticism... FEAR is often what stands between failure & success, confidence & doubt ...  living a fulfilled life or not living at all. 
I do hope to 'step out' of this shadow of fear because I have been here for as far back as I can remember. I wish for myself the courage to step forward with confidence, welcome all challenges with head held high because the reality is,  people will always have something to say, negative & positive so as long as I know what I'm doing why should I care?

As a musician & songwriter, nothing sums it up better than the lyrics below  - MY WAY (Frank Sinatra)


 MY WAY
And now the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend I'll say it clear
I'll state my case of which I'm certain

I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets I've had a few
But then again too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Yes there were times I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out, I faced it all
And I stood tall and did it my way

I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now as tears subside
I find it all so amusing

To think I did all that
And may I say not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a man what has he got
If not himself then he has not
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way

Yes it was my way

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