So many people have so many opinions about how I live my life. Who knows how many times I have gotten 2 cents for free about choices I've made? I could be:
Weak. I could break down every time I feel lonely. Some self-destruct out of sadness
of not having loved ones around constantly.
Afraid to go into the unknown. Some live their life confined to a fear
of what facial expression "society" would make if they walk into a restaurant alone.
Cautious enough to keep my feet on the easy path. When I see a fork in the road, shouldn't I flip for it?
I will not confine myself in my lifetime of dying.
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