Choices

When I was young and less decisive

I could never make a decision to save my life

I would never express an opinion for fear that people will not like it

A I don't know here a Whatever there, God forbids I give an answer straight

As I grew I started telling people what I want and don't giving my opinion on anything

Choices are hard but I know now that I can give an answer whatever the world brings

This poem is about: 
Me

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