I sit here and think,
What it would be like if i were free.
Free to choose, free to live my life.
If i could do as I pleased,
And not how others pleased me too.
We constantally make our choices,
To revolve around what others want us to.
The unspoken word is sometimes stronger,
Stronger than the word itself.
She is smart,
she is beautiful,
she is perfect.
But he's my friend
The choice we leave behind,
To protect those we care about.
Should I chance it,
I loose two friends.
Should I not,
I would not.
But to only know which would hurt more.
I fell the loss without the gain.
She loves him,
He is my friend,
I could love her...