Choice

start without it, live within it, end the same way you started

my beginning was chosen for me

born into a world full of presents

and in the middle is my own riddle

in a language i might never master

driving down a lane that must exit

in a car i have no license for

toward an inevitable ending

that much like my beginning

is chosen like a gift, just for me 

an ending for my presence

Author's Note

Reviews

[MrBlack202]

Beautifully expressed, good work.

[Davidgeo]

That's kind of you to say. Thanks Mr Black.