It is what it is
Life is what you make it
You can chose to fix it
Or you can chose to break it

You can chose to save it
Or you can chose to forsake it
You can chose to get real
Or you can chose to fake it

You can chose to escape it
Or you can chose to face it
You can chose to break it
Or you can chose to let go

Of the unseen moral values
That you unjustly dispose
You can chose to stay here
Or you can chose to flee

Away from the twisted feelings
That won’t EVER – let you – be.

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