I Don't Know How To...

I been down this road before,

I could tell you everything,

from the happiest moment of the young girls

mind,

to the moment of lost where she had no one.

Down this road,

you could see all those,

who I once have meet.

From the old man in line at the Grocery store,

pushing his cart when she was a little girl,

all the way to the last person who she saw right before entering the door

to the house of the woman she had become today.

She is happy most days,

sad others, confused a few,

and angry whenever not the other

but aren't we all?

I just wrote this because......

....well....

I don't know how to.....Explain!