things to be chosen.
hearts to be broken,
friends to be found.
lives to be changed and,
things to be prioritized.
and all these light years apart.
what if I pick one and lose another,
what if all this is a game?
if you and i only exist
because of another.
wondering if there is a truth in all these lies,
a moment of silence in all this noise,
a reason to wake up,
a need to die.
if I just had the answers,
would I be happier,
knowing that I am in control.
maybe I can,
maybe I can't,
if I only think,
then I haven't done.
but for that moment of truth,
I still wait,
with hope in my eyes,
yet another day I wake.
