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I made choices


I've made many choices Choices that took wrong turn Now I'm regretting says the voices Voices in my head that burn Choices that are bad and good Fear that I can taste when I sweat Oh dear, I never stood Stood up for one's self yett Now I'm broken Broken into eight piece Pieces that's fragile and cannot be spoken I can't be reuse When you're broken, not to be afraid Cause' there's someone there, so don't fade Cause you'll never disappear into thin air Wait now, and be sorry later Or speak out And don't be a hater Be there for someone before you lose the bout Nevertheless choices are fear That break an open mind Whisper if have too for an ear And let the finest guide to wined Your choice, use it for a change Or keep it like mine Then you'll never forget yourself ange, For those who are hurt, with no eagle to fly-in No super hero to save the day Speak out No human to be mindful, yea Don't hold rout... By Jessica Harbaran
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