• The choise is yours, you have to choose,
    to live and be free but to have a fellings to be hurt,
    To have a life full of grief and to be abuse,
    to breathe, to say, to talk, to flirt.
    Or may you choose to die,
    to end your sorrow like hell,
    and to give up your lie
    but never should you tell.
    to choose a choise is hard to know,
    which one should i do? i need help,
    to breathe and live with the flow?
    or to die and with out a scream or yelp.
    to choose i must but the choise i cannot make,
    for one that i choose is the one i must take.