You made me choose,
A choice that wasn’t fair,
One that is hard to bare,
But you didn’t care.
We were best friends,
Funny how things end.
How being thick as thieves,
Until one got caught.
You made me choose,
Made me question my faith,
In our friendship,
In my spiritual relationship.
For once I had cried,
confused on what to do,
Wanting to listen to them,
Only to tell of corruption.
When I gave you my answer,
You may have been stunned,
You may have been confused,
But I didn’t stay around.
When my faith is tested,
In what I believe is true,
I surround myself in love,
From one who is untested.
But I will not be bitter,
And I will wish you farewell.
But I know that those who love me,
Would not have me dwell.
Maybe I have been corrupted,
But only by one who loves me so.
Because I know when time ends,
He’ll be the one calling me home.
And I will choose him over you anyday.
Not that long ago someone who I thought was a dear friend of mine made me choose between my religion and them. Being told by a couple of people that I was corrupted, and that I had changed for the worse. I had to learn that these people were not my friends because I for a fact know I have changed for the better. And I will gladly choose God over them anyday of the week, because I know only true love comes from him.
