A Privilege

Where am I suppose to begin? How do I start from the unknown? Some place to never have been For no guide was ever shown Yet be moments I favour Never knowing what the future might bring For truly it does not matter For ever long, the mortal heart is always keen I can perhaps be what I want to be Questions remain however… do I really want to? To finally be how I want others to see Am I truly keen, to be branded your fool? I realise in time... that I can choose For where there are choices, there are privileges Balances are kept for all to win and to lose Do you prepare for all that is life till death faces? I suppose I have already began How have I started… remains unknown Choices are always limited when is something you want And as always… there will be no guide to tell you, you won’t