I am torn between one life and another.
Shall I live for the good of my family and society, or the good of myself.
But what is good for me?
I ask myself this question every day.
Sometimes loneliness gets the best of me.
Feeling comfortable with one but not another.
Yet the next day those feelings change.
Whom shall I choose?
Will anyone choose me?
I wait for the day when the cloudiness in my mind fades away, and I see the correct path.
Why has this burden of choosing been laid upon my head and heart? Why can't it be one, the right one.
I sit and hope that one day I will make the right choice. The choice for me and no one else.
Coreo
Shall I live for the good of my family and society, or the good of myself.
But what is good for me?
I ask myself this question every day.
Sometimes loneliness gets the best of me.
Feeling comfortable with one but not another.
Yet the next day those feelings change.
Whom shall I choose?
Will anyone choose me?
I wait for the day when the cloudiness in my mind fades away, and I see the correct path.
Why has this burden of choosing been laid upon my head and heart? Why can't it be one, the right one.
I sit and hope that one day I will make the right choice. The choice for me and no one else.
Coreo