Indecisibility
Looking out my window where
I think I thought I saw
But no, alas, it couldn't be
Quite an impossibility
But for a second
It could be
But not a chance
Though it might seem
It continues to haunt me
In my dreams
Realistic no, but still
Maybe it could happen
It might, it will
Then my hope is crushed
But wait what's that?
Could it be? Wait, no
Oh well, that's that
This curse, it haunts me
What's that you say?
What could possibly plague me
Each and every day?
The curse, you see
Is quite clearly:
My indecisibility!
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