Right to left, left to right
On the threshold of another life
Glitter and glamour, on your right
Forbidden fruit on the other side
Safe the road, that goes her way
Goodness, fairness all have their say
No questions asked, come what may
The forbidden fruit's for another day
Indecisive, perhaps too far down
Choices of the two propound
Theories and stories around
All today, tomorrow bound
Dots and dashes to let it be
Flow with the current, constantly
Creepy "what ifs", why should you see
Coz it's no one but silly me
All is well, and yet not fine
We have both moved on in time
We must both now tow the line
A major change in what was mine
There in the wild there is a noise
And echoes there yesterday's voice
In that wild you had to choose
And I was the second choice
3 comments:
First or second how does it matter? What matters is that the choice was made right? After all the first choice didnt get to be where the second is!
Its really ironic but you are right and wrong at the same time....Guess choices are after all a matter of perception
Really?
Interesting!
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