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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.
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