Although it may be Christmas,
One thought reseeds,
Which will be chosen,
Which is your need,
It's one or the other,
Because both doesn't work,
So make your pick,
Choose your path in this fork,
I just want an outcome,
To these never ending thoughts,
That I fear so much,
That I've fought and fought.
So please choose one,
If its not me whatever,
I'm just losing my patience,
Underneath this weather,
My patience is thin,
I've waited so long,
Give me an answer,
Because neither one is wrong,
One final thought,
Is that I've tried so hard,
Some things may seem scary,
But this decision is my shard,
So please make your choice,
Make it quick,
Because I can only hold out so long,
Before this glue no longer sticks.