Little ponders

I often ponder about the world and it’s offers that it shares, creeping softly into my soul and nestling down in there.
Some of them so good, while others seem so bad, looking down from this fence, no difference can be had.
I can either choose the right, a nieve but righteous way. Or i can choose the left enduring my mortality.
Simple is not the choice, and blind is not the eye. Foolish are not the steps I take in subtle stride.
For everytime I choose, it a choice that I have made. My agency and free will, that my boogie man did not take from me.
So here I sit and ponder again what life, it has in store…
For every seemingly bad choice made, can be used as a stepping stone.


About statickitten131

My name is Amanda and I love writing. Currantly I have been writing poetry more as a canvas to channel my Bi-polar energy and to strengthen my skills.

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