If only it was as easy
With making decisions
By flipping a coin that is
Meddling with this luck of mine
To choose what my fate is
With which side of the coin it may be
Would I like the tail as mine?
For me it would be someone
Who got my back and the one who tags along
But would I be pleased with that?
Or do I prefer the head?
Who could be someone I can count on
With getting with me; the ideas and all
But I feel that I like this side, yet I dismiss it
It is a matter of luck and chances
And this feels all too asserting
I am torn apart
On which one to pick
That I'll rather toss this coin
On a wishing well by the creek
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Written Things.
PoetryThese may be about usual things happening to me. A brief thought of mine about life. Or about my feelings in general. Compilation of rhymes, thoughts and written things. © redthreadoffate | All rights reserved. 2015
