A Life of Choice

There are always two roads to  be chosen,

What if one is broken?

Will you still take the wrong trial?

Or will you make another way?

Everywhere is full of silence and peace;

Which makes them see the smile on our lips;

Which we can feel that happiness,

And where we can say that we are blessed.

Trials, we cannot avoid,

At times, we're getting old,

As years go by,  we're getting old,

And we already need someone to hold.

What if your death is near to come?

One day you will rest and will be gone?

Will you just wait and sit down?

Or will you finish something you've done?

To live is a life of choice,

It's up to you if you want to rejoice;

Scream out loud to hear your voice,

And don't bother to make some noise....

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