You Decide
The flip of a coin is all it takes
to change a life or heighten the stakes;
But that coin holds no power for me,
because only I choose where to place my feet.
And while some may choose based on what others speak,
they will end up going down the sink,
because only you can decide what you think.
And every day, the decisions you make
Work slowly towards your final fate;
for only you decide whether to live or die,
Regardless of any other guy.
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