Choices Are a Burden

Choices are never easy Even when they're expected Things sound cheezy When no one is respected Each detail makes you queasy Your brain becomes clouded Every nook and cranny Has now been infected We know deep down, we might be crazy But with each detail, it will be debated Our endgame needs to end with everyone happy But what happens when we are self destructed? Our knees turn to jelly For it is nearly decided The answer makes me uneasy Because it was you I wanted You're all I can see If only I never hesitated I could love you freely and now I daily, am reminded That it was never meant to be you and me