Choice

There are some roads I'd better not take There are some places I'd better not dwell There are some tears I dare not shed There are smiles I'd rather not show There is a part of me That I'd never let live

Oneself.

How does it feel When you break free from Those chains? What is it like When all your efforts go In vain? Is there pain When you carry all that blame? Tell me, brother, I heard you say "It's all the same" Is your soul now A relic of your past? Do you feel your…