Two options
Two roads
One leads to happiness the other a life of sadness
So why is it so difficult to decide?
Eitherway will bring one or more people unhappiness
If I am happy it will bring one or more people unhappiness
If I am happy I am happy and die a little inside
So which do I sacrifise?
My family or myself?
This soul has nothing to lose except more of her old self
If someone in the world is happy she is
Even if it brings her to harm herslef
This wandering soul is mine
Made up of sadness and remorse
Hatred and despair
The dreams that were crushed and thrown away
This wandering soul is mine
*I wrote this poem when I felt like if I lost my boyfriend at the time that I would die. Looking back on it I think... Man I was a drama queen. But then again thats how I felt at the time. lol*
