I am lost of words. Living what I know was hard. I am looking for something on the side of me. Search for the answer with the question. Every minute goes by, and I wonder if I make all the right choices. Living you wasn't choices. It was a promise. I have told you to choose but you choose the wrong path. Now I am choices myself over everything. If I had to lose myself to find myself to found myself . Then, all the choices were worth the promise I made it myself. I will always choose the person inside of me.
©cateye1971
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