So the reason behind this poem is since I'm a senior, I need to start choosing where I want to study, what I want to study, and what I want to do beyond high school. Tell me what you think? :) ---
Choices, choices, choices ,
All running through my head!
Everyone asking me, "what did you pick?"
But i didn't think that far ahead!
Help me, somebody please!
I can't seem to figure it out,
My mind's filled with options,
And all I'm left is with doubt!
Stop asking me to pick,
I'm going crazy!
But you start to tell,
"Stop being lazy!"
Everything has its consequence!
Why the need to pick at all?
I know what you'll say, but you'll say it anyway,
"It's so that you don't fall!"
What if I do want to fall?
Would that be the worst thing ever?
But you turn around, and this is your sound,
"It's your choice to pick your forever!"
It's driving me mad,
This need to be choosing,
Not only one thing,
But even for cruising!
I'm acting frantic,
Like a hopeless romantic,
Who's stuck on their way, to declare their loving fray!
Except that I feel like an indecisive prick!
Tick tock, tick tock,
Pick or you're out the door!
What did you choose? My mind I will lose!
If I hear that question once more.
Time is ticking!
The moment will pass you by!
Its best to grab it, You need to have it,
So now you'll be choosing to fly!
I say I choose,
To let the moment take me,
Away from the choosing, the picking, the schmoozing,
And be the person that I want to be!