Playing God is the hardest thing ever,
Making sure you do right, comes with pressure,
Making sure you appreciate every moment in life,
As every second passing is you running out of time,
One question that's probably on my mind,
How does one deal with hardship in life?
There's a beautiful world but ugly people,
Races and statuses that doesn't make us equal,
Actually I have many questions, I want answers,
Some are risk takers and some are chancers,
I can fall into both, is that a choice that is right?
I've chosen to watch but I've chosen to fight,
Well God, answer my questions before it's too late,
Why couldn't someone make the right choices for me? Why couldn't that be fate?
I feel alone in the world, like a God once did,
Did he make the right choice? Or did he choose to bid?
I've found my answer.
About the Creator
Zainab Bangura
Just an overthinker that enjoys writing whatever comes to mind :)
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