Decisions, Decisions
What is written on my face
Is not what is written on my soul.
This charade is draining
My body, mind, and spirit.
The only resolution would have a negative,
Crushing impact on someone
Of great importance to me.
And even if that weren’t a factor,
I’m not sure if it would be right
Or if it would be the biggest mistake of my life.
But if I sit idly by
And don’t make a decision,
Could I inadvertently cause more grief?
The aggravation has become a constant companion.
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