An Easy Decision

I have got a decision to make, for every eating mistake, ‘cause now my health is at stake, if I don’t attempt to take, measures to become awake - this means no biscuits or cake. This decision I make is not light, but it’s needed to win the fight, from the start I must get it right; if to beat my obesity plight. I must alter my appetite, and be proud to conquer the blight. But what happens when I look slight; my blubber and fat’s taken flight? My decision must not be contrite. Do I diet to some dizzy height, or eat chocolate, bite after bite? the decision is not even tight - I’ll have dark, milk and then white.