I've been me all my life,
But how well do I know myself.
Continuing to choose the hardest road by choice
Or having it thrust upon me by force of ignorance.
I don't know. You can't tell me anything...
...Or can you?
I always seek to start with what is right
And quick slide to what is wrong; uncontrollable
And yet there is the brighter upside of being unwilling,
Seeking to write about that which is right,
But always ending up with what's left.
Circular indecision; dizzying intellect,
The answer just beyond my fingertips.
It has to be; if it was in my hand's grasp,
I'd drop it every time.
Easier to hope for one day when,
Than to make the hard decisions to win!