Choices, choices

Choices, choices

Hard 

Paths untravelled

Paradises inexperienced

Hells, infallible

If, if, if

Trinity of uncertainty

Satan torturing your soul

Every morning you look

Yourself through the mirror

Wondering: what if

What if that woman

What if that man

What if that work

What if that school

What if you travel on desert

And only your path is the safe one? 

You just get tired

For you want to go back

What if you walk towards gulley

And you don't notice? 

You want a certain defeat

Instead of a uncertain victory

You ape

Walker of savannah

Your brain comprehends fat

But not money

Understands fear

But not logic

Realizes hope

But not when to give up

Burn the bridges

So that you can force yourself

To go forward.