Chance

I'm in a place of solitude,
that I really, really hate.
I don't think I should be in here,
I should decide my fate.

But while in here I think,
of things that made me glad.
I'm really thinking of what I miss,
and of all the happy days I had.

I know that when I get out,
things are really gonna change.
Because now I know what I really want,
and nothing can make that change.

No longer will I take for granted,
of all the wonderful joys.
Now I will cherish everything,
and not treat it like a toy.

At first I thought this was,
a really bad decision.
But after giving it a chance,
I have a completely different vision.