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I was abused
that wasnt a choice
I was tortured
that wasnt a choice
I was starved, or forced to eat food I didnt like
where was my choice in that
i was raped
again, not a choice
i didnt choose any of those things
I was bullied in school
where was my choice
I was beaten to within inches of my life so many times
No choices there either
choice is such a powerful word
but when your a little kid
you dont have choices
Never do you have choices because if I had a choice
I’d have a do over of my life
make it something better than what it was
and perhaps, just maybe, I wouldnt be the way I am today
because of peoples choices, today I struggle with so much
Not my choices, after all who wants to struggle day in and day out
Choice, choices,
Carol anne