Choices

I fancy so much that world; it's really dope sick
I need to find answers to make it worth it

Choices are hard, but I am just here pointing them out
The wide world does wonder what it is like
Their soundtrack is much like a rumble
Its known to block my lungs

Life gave me choices that few in the world can gather
It's bringing up realities through which we were inspired
Choosing is the act of designing your feeling
I got the control of it, which now makes me feel like writing…
We are not meant to be mindless
We are not people in a closed cage
Sitting in their royal chair they want you to be harmless
Same story applies back when it's still the middle age

What kinda choice will be filling my happiness?
What are the ones that will make the best out of myself?
I am sure answers one day will empower my mind
But if I don't find them now I will continue to be blind
Dedicating Life and efforts to the melodies
It's not only a text on a paper; it breaks boundaries
Transgression for generations that worked to make you smile
Tough road to survive with a child