Choice for the Long Shot

To be doomed at the doors of fate
Here I stand to feel the same disdain
Frozen is the air around me
Dry, is the air that breathes me

Voices that cause an uproar
Each of them distinct and their own
Different tones, different tongues
Different opinions to be told

It is an endless cycle
Painstakingly takes forever
Just one choice to decide
Just one word out my mouth

A choice that leads to endless possibilities
I for sure am not knowing of the future
Too much at stake, too much to lose
Too much with none, too much to gain
All these, for a choice.

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