I may not have many choices in life
But I have the choice to be happy with my life or not.
My behind are full of hurtful memories,
All moving inside my mind
I still have the choice to choose.
To let go of the silly mistakes I make
Or I I learn from my mistakes and move ahead,
The choice is mine to choose.
Listening to what people are saying at my back
Or ignore what they are saying and walk away from them
I decide what to do, the choice is mine.
Hiding my feelings,
Or open up and say my mind, and be free from load.
I still choose what to do.
I have things I gain to enjoy my life
Or to leave everything the way it is in disdain,
The decision is mine to take.
Is hard to choose sometimes,
But the decision of making my happy is still mine.