Choices

I question, I hope, I wonder

What will my future be

Will all my dreams fall under

or is it the world I see

 

I am only eighteen

but yet I am an adult

with a fortune unseen

and I don't know the result

 

What will I be

Where will I go

there is no guarantee

only to know I will grow

 

This is my adventure

a path I call Life

to find my own pleasure

to experience my own strife

 

To love someone

you must let them go

to have their fun

and let their inner light show

Comments

sschemel

Made on the spot. I enjoy it.

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