Chance

When I have lied to myself and others for so long, It is hard to see who is wrong, We could lie to ourselves like we always do, But since I have had so much more pain to go through, My perception is far different than yours, Like imagining what life is like with 3 doors, One door would lead to the past, That door I will never open, therefore leave that for last, The second is a reflection of the present, The safe path of no rise or descent, The last door is full of uncertainty, But, I know I would take a chance willingly.