Is it a choice that we live?
Not ours
But the one in us
I say yes
That’s its choice
And then what?
I make my own
Choices too confusing
Choices that I don’t understand
I choose and change it
Make mistakes and regret it
Why do I choose
If what it does is all regret?
How do I know if it’s what’s right?
I feel left out
With all the things that I have tried
still make them to keep going
And find myself looking right in.
aida melesse
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/choices-68/
