My Way

My Way by Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near, 

And so I face the final curtain. 

My friends, I'll say it clear; 

I'll state my case of which I'm certain. 

I've lived a life that's full - 

I've travelled 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. 

But 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 naught. 

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. 

I was on my way back home from the hospital when suddenly my iPod decided to play the song. It's been awhile and with everything that's happening around me at this time, the song really did it job well, pumped up my spirit and gave me hope. For I know, everything I do now, I won't regret it later. Cause I did it all my way.