The question is will I make the right choice
Will it be right?
Or will it be wrong.
I’m both my eyes and in the eyes of others
But the thing is you don’t know that answer
Until it is too late and then it can’t be changed
You are stuck living that way until you have t make another choice
The questions and worries start all over again.
Never stopping wish is just the way of life
A question without an answer
Which will leave you all alone.
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Written November 14th, 2005
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NICE DONE!!
It seems that you really like poems about questions... They are nice...
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