Choices

...Is that fair? Is that possible? What if I want both?... (Inspired by Paramore- Decode)

Is that all I have left? A choice left up to me to decide what’s best?

Is that fair? Is that possible? What if I want both? I can’t live with hurting one or the other. Oh, what despair.

Yet, you force it upon me. So is there even a choice left to make? Or can we agree to disagree?

Choices are inevitable things, with premeditated consequences. If I choose right, is it right for me? If I choose wrong, will I wish that

my life be plagued by pestilences?

What if I am undecided? Can I still move forward without pressure?

Or will I be haunted by regrets of not setting a foundation in my life because of a desperate measure?

Who are you to judge?! Are you so saintly? Have you done no wrong?

Or am I considered horrible for being so stubborn and not making a choice to the tune of your favorite song?

This is unreal, didn’t it once matter how I use to feel?  I refuse to succumb to your forceful nature and decide what you feel is right,

when it could be wrong; for me, time does not heal.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Lil-Tease]

I like this. The torment and circling as you face up to the rock and a hard place. The frustration and acceptance. =D

[Rose Masen]

@ Sketchy, thank you, love. :)

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Nice work.
Taking an inevitable event in everyones life and making it so intense.

You convey a sense of truth, pain, confusion and sadness here, and in my opinion any work that can make me feel an emotion is well done.