Sitting
on my bed,
Staring
at the ceiling,
Fearing,
I made the wrong decision.
I fight
the regret.
I hope
the choice
I made
is right.
I begin
to cry.
My life
is different.
My future altered.
on my bed,
Staring
at the ceiling,
Fearing,
I made the wrong decision.
I fight
the regret.
I hope
the choice
I made
is right.
I begin
to cry.
My life
is different.
My future altered.
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