Two Doors To Choose From

I’ve been distracted

Watching life be reenacted.

Confused between right and wrong,

I fuse my insight within a song,

Hand written, the gift I’ve been given

To speak to the lifeless and the living.

Stories shared, naturally scared.

Aware that I am cared for

So I’ve been shown two doors

Where I’ll walk,

I’m unsure

But where I’ll walk will always be pure.

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