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
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