A million possibilities,
A thousand opportunities.
One to choose
One to create
Take the right one because
Your life can't be fixed with scotch tape
It just doesn't work like that.
You need to be careful,
And think far ahead or else
Your future will die out
It will snip the last thread
The screening room you watch
your life through, stained
Blood red.
I'd say I'm sorry but it’s true
If you don't like it oh well
If you don't like it then change it
If you hate the scent of teriyaki
Get away from the smell.
Yet you're staring at my mouth like
this concept is strange.
Suck it up.
Do something.
©bea.ahre
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