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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