Everythings been told, once and again,
Always read a book from beginning to the end.
Eyes are at times hard to read,
Stair in them too long, where will they lead?
Regrets in the past, bad habits to break,
Black and white options, sadly both did I take.
It's always a choice, always one silent voice.
Time was taken, or did I take it, lasting only but a moment.
Do I follow the path of sweet mellow embracement?
After it's all over, and I have left and gone,
Memories are left of joy, sadness, and fun.
