Monday, August 26, 2013

Indecisiveness

You scratch your head as you consider all your options,
You're tired being asked, "What do you want to do?"
And, "Why can't you ever make a decision?"
It's similar to a sunny day being covered by grey.
All your closest friends recognize your problem.
They always hold out their hands and say, "pick one,"
Or put their hand to their forehead with frustration.
You wish you wouldn't be afraid to let your voice be heard.

1 comment:

  1. Open and honest. It's ironically a very "decisive" sounding poem about indecisiveness. :)

    I love the design of your blog!

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