Decisions Decisions
I stare at this lonely blank page of white
Never knowing exactly just what to write
Do I pen something happy or something quite sad
Show forth some laughter or show that I'm mad
Maybe show them the Creator and all that He gives
Or show them the darkness where my soul really lives
Something rude or crude or passions searing heat
Or the dirty dark secrets of life on the street
No matter what I write no matter what I say
I will keep going on just to write another day
mkt
2016
Copyright © Michael Thompson | Year Posted 2016
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