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Choices


a girl is stuck in a room

no where to go,

no one to chose.

So meny choices, all but forgotten.

yet that's who she is.

the forgotten.


 

the room is dark,

and familiar some how,

the walls are pale,

light shines down where she stands now.


 

A tear falls down her face,

all her life she's been a disgrace.

but now,

it can change.

she will turn it all around.


 

three years later

she's alone in her room

no where to go.

no one to chose.

so meny choices, all but forgotten.

she lives a lie.

she is the forgotten.


 

earrings, pearls, red lipstick.

come and stay a while,

but make it quick


 

who she is now,

and who she was,

aren't so different

she's never had love.


 

choices choices, everywhere.

blue to blonde,

she dyes her hair.

the difference is the choice she makes

she may wear a mask,

but she can chose her fate.

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