Choices

Never been one for them

See, me, I like freedom

Because today a I’m writer confused and undecided

My decisions lay the with wind

So now do you see why a mind like mine just...can’t decide?

Tomorrow I’ll be a dancer

My limbs and soul connected as one

Fluent in a body language

Or maybe I’ll be an explorer

Find a new species

Or a love sick- heart aching novelist

Hoping to find an everlasting love

Or an over eager hormonal teenager

Wanting to find the time of their life

I don’t want to be limited

Cause when I look into the eyes of the old

I see nothing but hard work and regret

I don’t want that

I’ve got so much I want to give

And find

And if growing up means I lose that

Then I’ll stay this age

Never losing my faith in reaching my dreams

Or becoming limitless physically and mentally

I will be extraordinary

Like no other

Or maybe tomorrow I’ll be…me

The one and only

Who eats way too much

Loves more than they ever knew how

Chooses to walk away when no one else would

And gets ******* at the tiniest things

Gets grumpy just because I had to wake up

And hoping that world will become a better place