a sad bud shows

its my choice to be unhappy

god has given me this life and its up to me to live it
one day i will find its gone
and i will think
it was my choice to live that way

its my choiceto be strong or weak
to let others fail me or to fail myself
its my choice to win to lose or to be well


its my choice to let the past haunt me the future terrify me or the present cheat me
its my choiceto let a sad bud grow or cut it and remove it and rpelace it with a rose

its my choiceto see a happy flower grow
to see a happy day show
its my choice to give my heart away
my choice to let others steal it from me

its my choice to become who I am or to change who I am
my choice to watch sadness develop inside me
or to erase sadness around me and within me with glow

its my  choice to become lik this
nobody elses
my choice