Choice/ Poem

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Should I stay inside-?
 And lay lazy beside-
 Smelling the boring
 Stuff inside? - snoring.
  
 Do I have a choice?
  
 Should I kill my time-?
 Staring at the lime
 On the walls so plain,
 Without much gain?
  
 Do I have a choice?
  
 Should I lament that day-?
 On an afternoon in May,
 I could not show my love,
 Coz I was bad in that move?
  
 Do I have a choice?
  
 Should I go for the metal-?
 That lets me live like cattle,
 And cuts me away from real,
 That I forget even my meal.
  
 Do i have a choice?
  
 Should I follow the path-?
 To make my life of math,
 But deep down my mind,
 I strain to unwind.
  
 Do I have a choice?
  
 Should I brood over? 
 The gone days over
 And over again when-
About them- all I can do is pen.
  
 Do I have a choice?
  
 I think of the options,
 When I could make potions,
 That could transform my life- mundane-
 To a life- insane.
  
 I do have a choice.
  
 I could go outside,
 Smell the flowers by riverside,
 See the colors of thy beauty,
 Than making myself pity.
  
 I do have a choice.
  
 I need not regret,
 And need not fret,
 Coz the love once lost,
 Is not forever lost.
  
 I do have a choice.
  
  
 I should dumb the metal,
 That cuts me from the mettle,
 And find pals for the real,
 Who really have that zeal.
  
 I do have a choice.
  
 I should unwind,
 And make up my mind,
 For the life I have,
 Is the only one I have.
  
 I do have a choice.
  
 I need not be sad,
 And I need not get mad,
 As tomorrow’s tale,
 Has never gone stale.
  
 I do have a choice.
  
 I do have a choice
 To roar at my top voice,
 That me and you and all
 Have the choice to roll the ball!!
  
 We all do have a choice.