Decisions
Decisions, decisions, what shall I do?
I know the answer, and I’ll see it through.
I didn’t want to quit, not at this time,
But, don’t cross the line, not on my dime!
My mind will not change, once I have locked it,
And you’ll definitely feel it, straight in your pocket!
I’m relinquishing a lot, that’s what I’m doing,
It’s a great sacrifice although it’s not showing.
The pain is as rough as tumultuous weather,
Releasing what I love, for something that’s better.
Integrity, self-respect, this I must honor,
To your contention I won’t be a donor.
Yes, down this road, I have been before,
Only this time, it shocked to the core!
You’ll never acknowledge what you have done,
And, if I explain, you’ll admit to no wrong.
Don’t worry, it is just part of life’s story,
No need for apologies, this time, I’m the one that’s not sorry.
Decisions, decision, I know what to do,
You see…only to Self, one must me true!
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