Choice Is Mine
The world that i once seen was an ugly place to me,
To always feel the hope for the father doing dope,
The hope that it was really, only just a joke.
A joke that it was not, the pain never forgot
weighed as heavy as a rock.
But push the pain away, forget the past you see,
open your eyes to a world that can be as beautiful as you want it to be.
Just try to believe, believing is all we have,
I could have taken that beaten path,
but the path i now see, is so very beautiful to me.
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