The right choice


Hiding inside a loud bubble
A magnet of trouble

I see the prize I already had
That I gave away
Because it came as I grabbed

Didn’t realise it was a prize
But I passed it on to those that recognised

Outside that bubble with all its trouble
there is a price
That price, a lie

My call
to experience it all
and with that I live without a fall

So when before me a choice presents
I do not stress to see
Choice is all there will be

So never, say
I might

I only say
I was right

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