Choices

 I don’t need to drink
I don’t need to cry
I don’t need to live
I don’t need to die
 
This is my task
This time and this place
It may not be easy
It may not feel safe
 
I can decide
What path it will take
I can choose to be true
Or choose to be fake
 
I can be one who hides
Or be one who seeks
Or be one who pushes
Herself to the brink

The choices don’t stop
And the end is not clear  
For a self that’s not real
That’s not even here

So who is it that’s choosing
Who is it that lives
Who is it that rises
Aspires to give?
 
To reach the true end
When there’s no end to reach
As above so below
Where the universe speaks.

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