Life

A choice,

They will always be,

A choice we have to make,

A choice that was made for us,

A choice that will be made by us;

But when it comes to matters of the heart,

What kind of choice do we make?

Do we actually make choices or we just follow what we feel?

It's funny,

How some choices we make,

Can seem very foolish to the lay man;

But when they go deeper than what they see,

To what we feel, believe, desire, want and need

They begin to see and understand.

Sometimes you wish the circumstance never occurred;

Sometimes the end could be delightful,

It could be painful,

It could be both,

It could be neither,

It could be a lesson for us to learn;

Get stronger, wiser and more firm to situations like that in the future.

But why does it have to be painful,

Stressful and tiring in most cases?

And most importantly deal with heart.

In a way,

The choices we make,

It kind of defines you,

Who you are,

What you are,

What you believe in.

The end result always tells the truth.

If it was all lies or the truth was being said.

We can never know till its over.

Sometimes,

We know when it is over;

Even before it begins.

It just that we have to make choices,

To play the game,

Or walk away.

Or sometimes die trying.

What we feel is what we choose to do,

We feel like eating then we choose to eat.

Sometimes we feel like doing something,

But we don't do it;

Because it may hurt you,

or another,

Which you might even know of.

But some people still choose to hurt;

Not knowing what they want,

And some other not saying the way they feel.

The victim has to suffer all the pain.

Sometimes,

Not knowing were the pain came from,

Not knowing how to explain it,

Not knowing why they deserve it.

In life it always come down to a choice;

To walk away or to be there,

To smile or frown for the rest of ur life.

To be ourselves or keep hiding and putting on masks for everyone.

To live life the way you want it or the way others want you too.

What choices do we make,

And what do we choose in the end?