In The Midst of a Decision
Hopes are held high
Peer pressure hangs low,
Some people can't find,
Some struggles where to go
Was it always this complicated?
Why can't we decide,
They say to be yourself,
But how can we with all the standards on the side
We are who we decide,
To decide is the decision,
But what do we do if unable to make,
When answers are led to me, something just breaks
I have it all in my head,
I have it all laid out
It's like lightning strikes me
And I'm left in doubt
Doubting what to say
Doubting what to do
These mixed feelings got me all confused,
Not knowing what to do
If I say a word or even two
Would they argue?
Or would they appreciate the truth?
Would they feel out of place?
Is it worth taking photos in this awkward photo booth?
Someone tell me what on Earth should I do?
By: Sahana & Naderia
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