I am walking trough
The dark,
Around me I don’t see
I hear a voice
It says:
“Come with me, I will show the truth.”
I am going to the direction of the voice but
I stop and another voice starts:
“Come to me, I can give you anything.”
I choose my way,
I fell in a trap,
I made the wrong choice
Now I understand,
There wasn’t any wrong choice,
Depends on what you believe.
Now you choose your own path.
I can’t stop you,
No one can,
Choices are important and nobody can interfirm you.
The voices were in my head,
I feel bad,
Colapsing into the floor and then
No one heard about me anymore.
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 6:19 PM UTC
I am walking trough
The dark,
Around me I don’t see
I hear a voice
It says:
“Come with me, I will show the truth.”
I am going to the direction of the voice but
I stop and another voice starts:
“Come to me, I can give you anything.”
I choose my way,
I fell in a trap,
I made the wrong choice
Now I understand,
There wasn’t any wrong choice,
Depends on what you believe.
Now you choose your own path.
I can’t stop you,
No one can,
Choices are important and nobody can interfirm you.
The voices were in my head,
I feel bad,
Colapsing into the floor and then
No one heard about me anymore.
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