Choice Chapter Poem by Andrei Tudora

Once, upon my story, there was me,
One, who thinks his life isn’t as you see.
This part will tell some different news,
What I’ll do if I could choose.

When there’s a friend that lost his wings
And I’m the one who pulls the strings.
When what he needs cand bring me good,
A pair of wings, a change of mood.

If I could help… him or me,
If I could choose what’s next to be…
I wouldn’t stop to think a while,
I’ll always choose to make him smile.

When words decide what I would earn,
A choice that gives the chance to learn.
When my will becomes my voice
And all the odds resent the choice…

Even if it seems in vain,
Means more work and lesser gain,
I’ll put my thoughts in all my trust
And always choose what’s fair and just.

There are moments that I hate,
When I witness something late,
When friends I know, are not the same
And friendship turns into a game.

In those moments they don’t care,
Moments that I’d wish were rare.
In those times, my feelings hide
And I choose to cry inside.

It’s up to us to keep our wings
And make the choices that life brings.
I chosed to write, no need to worry,
Ends this chapter of my story.