Indicisive about a decision
A decision weather I find a match or not
A decision of if I want to look
For fools gold
Being or having a family made my being
Made me start dreaming
Filled with love for no reason
Sleepless nights thinking
Is it real
That one can. Have a one,
Better yet one and two can live as one
Like a curious adult I found out the hard way
That when I die one day
It's gonna end one way.
Just me in my grave.
In that moment my purpose in life faded
Away
Money, love , motivation.
Flew out the window
And now I have no choice but to live