Choice
Location
Things going through my head
gasping for air.
Chills running all over my body
thinking why me
Its my choice
Should of listen but i didnt
Should of cared but i didnt
Laying there looking at a white coat , blue fit
Mama crying asking the lord why
Upcoming senior , future nurse yeah that was me
Giving up on life that was my choice
going through a lot then my friend got shot
No one to talk to , No one to care for me
Know Im looking up to the big man Above
He looks down on me and says
It was your choice
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