It's 2 in the morning...can't sleep,
wondering why or what or who is keeping me awake,
maybe it's the thought of you that keeping me awake, or maybe I'm just plain constipated
I have a T-shirt with the print that says,
"Life is full of choices, choose Hope"
Hope, big word, humble meaning, but I can't help but wonder, when does hope turn into obsession?
Choices, what if the choices you have are those which you don't want or impossible to have?
xoxo
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