Choosing an option
Between this and something else
Why does one choose that over the other
I do not understand
I want to
So badly
And onward they go
Choosing what they want
As there are plenty
And somehow you don’t make the fit
No match
And then we all get older
And time has made an adjustment
And we no longer want what we wanted
No longer love what we loved
It changes
A fact of life
But you don’t
Though you’ve changed you’re still the same
As am I
And you’ll think of me
And I’ll be the person they look back on