The last decision

17 years of hard work i saw looking into my her bleaky brown eyes as she stirred at me with remorse. 

I imagined her thinking about the first day she held me only to be brought back to her present state of regret.

But this would be my final chance to show my worth, Sleepless nights, toiling and rampaging through notes of years past. Only to be sitting behind the leaves of my future the next day. Time up, questions, decisions concluded. Once again faced by the eyes of conception a few months later. She screams and says iv failed her yet again. and i retire from the false happiness i endured during my tenure of high school. realizing this is the real world, realizing that even after trying, i wont succeed. Realizing that one randomly selected set of papers inked with words will determine my life.