The hardest things steal
To decide
To commit
To be sure
To make things right
Once and for all
Come the toughest time
Lay still before the eyes
Looking, seeing the things
Once did not really matter
Now it's become an obsession
To be right
To do right
Nothing seems obvious now
Everything so vague
Not a thing anymore
No more
It isn't easy
Life full of choices
And chances
To live a life isn't optional
Yet you have nothing but options
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