Choices

Choices

So many choices to make.

All come at once.

Should I be doing hw,

or watching bbt?

Should I be switching the Ch,

to avoid seeing some things?

Did we make a wrong choice?

Did it all happen like this

because of us?

Did I have a choice of what to eat?

Is a bowl of soup so hard to make?

Is it that difficult to compromise?

Did I have a choice to fall sick?

Did it occur that the medicine was of no use?

Do I have a choice to continue to be sick?

Do I have a choice of

which parcel came first?

Do I have to make things clear

in order for people to care about me?

Do I have a choice to cry now

while listening to my blog song?

Do I need to watch a movie

that involves me crying

so discretely?

Do I have a choice if my bro

doesn't want to have a good chat with me?

Do I have a choice to get envious

of friends getting along well with their siblings?

Is life really THAT fragile?

Feeling SUPER hopeless and breathless now.

No idea what's going tru my mind now.

But I had a good cry.

I think.