Choices

Журавлева Наталья
Days like these should've never been in my life.
People like them should've never come close.
Who knows how many years I've left - ten or five -
I have a choice to be a part of this or those.
 
Apparently, I can't predict the following minute
No matter how hard I think. I can... what I can.
I promise to forget to be so unsure and I mean it.
Hopefully, life will become better but I don't know when.
 
What seemed so wrong turns to be a right thing -
I just don't see this from my point of view.
It's a lesson to learn - there is no battle to win.
It's a choice to make but the choices are very few.
 
Today is another day and I choose to be happy.
Was it so hard to decide? Absolutely not!
I need some coffee to start - now I sound scrappy.
Anyways, it's nothing else but a funny thought.