"The choice is up to you."
The choices were laid before me.
Was I to stay?
Was I to go?
Was I to keep going on the path that was set out before me?
To navigate each day with ease?
To know that life was set and certain?
Or
Was I to take the risk of standing apart and be called the black sheep?
To travel a road taken by few?
To know that life was going to change?
The choices were laid before me.
Was I to stay?
Was I to go?
That’s when they said: “The choice is up to you.”
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