The choices we all make decide who we are. <br />Do we fall on our faces or do we stride far. <br />Do i say yes or do i say no. <br />I scream in my head why! these choices blow. <br />what happens when there is no more flow. <br />Do we simply leave our souls in tow? <br />So many years ahead. <br />So many things haven't been said. <br />Even when i wished i was dead i knew what had to be said. <br />In my life i have never fled because i know now I'm glad i haven't said.<br /><br />matt hartwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/choices-73/
