by PAULA
Let it be known
Where I come from,
Who I am.
Let the rain fall
Slowly on my head.
Let my dreams begin.
Pretend these words are nothing
But a mentor,
A foreshadowing to the game.
Close your eyes.
Tonight’s all we’re given,
Let’s hope it’s never the same.
Choices determine our voices.
Our answers determine our prayers.
I wonder, has anyone ever told you
Life’s not completely fair?
The sleepless nights,
The petty fights,
The lies,
The tries…
They all…
They all slap us on the cheek. They bring us to our knees
And watch us through the fall.
It feels as if I’m stuck in the middle
And I don’t know which side to chase.
My question is-
Why should I be made to choose a side in the first place?