7 September 2012
I'm walking down a boulevard, A boulevard of choices, An every single step I take, I hear a thousand voices.
Many paths with many routes, A choice could change my days, My brain's strung out, it's on the edge: So many different ways.
I feel too young to make these moves, My life will change so fast, And every shuffle-step I take's- A decision meant to last.
A future lies before me, there, At the end of the road I'm on, But each move I make and breath I take, Reminds me where I've gone.
Making Choices. • Opuss № I