Originally posted on Inside Out...:
I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life
I know you’ll be a star in somebody else’s sky
But why, why, why can’t it be, can’t it be mine?
I am sitting here, I am looking around and I am lost. I really do not know what is going on. I am 30 years old and I just asked myself a question: “What will people remember me by?” It struck me not that I have failed in life, I don’t think I have but if I left this world today or sometime in the near future, would I leave a mark on the world so that people would think “Oh, I remember Ciaran Behan because …”?
1) Would it be the Ciaran who was mad for drink and good to go out?
2) Would it be the Ciaran that could always sort out a problem?
3) Would it be the…
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