Some choose...
Impressions to express them.
And,
Some choose...
Everyday to masquerade.
And,
Some choose...
A life for them to fake it.
Even when butt naked,
They will do what they choose.
So why is it some people,
Find their judgements to pass.
Without this being asked.
As if it's a task!
To do to those,
Who tell them what to kiss.
And bare to cast.
Some do to choose to do to choose what they choose.
To choose to do and not refuse.
Come what may.
Some people choose to do to choose and to do.
Every day.
To care less what some others choose to do.
Yep!
Some do to choose,
Whatever they do.
And...
Do it not excusing what they've done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem