If they choose this way, I will take the other way, I choose the way I like and They choose the way they like, I chose my way a long, long time ago, but I'm waiting to see what's going on, It's one choice to have his way, but Not all the time because There are compulsory ways and there are chosen ways, My choice is always smart, theirs is cunning Because they choose what fits their selfishness, Ways are different to be chosen because There are a lot of closed ways and dead ends, so By the way, What's the best way for you in life?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem