In my reality there was never a choice
From the day I was born,
And saw the glimpse of life.
As I stand here like a child,
Dumbfounded with things
Seemingly lifeless as moments pass by.
For in this world called reality,
There was never a choice.
A choice to choose from things that pass by
Never was it known to me the reality of fate.
But somehow God’s plan has it…
And man has to comply with it since there was no option.
I condemn myself for the things I haven’t done!
I have seen them,
Hopelessly crying for help
But what could I have ...