I don't think I really had a specific muse for this one. I guess it's for every book/movie that had a character who had to make a difficult choice.
It's my choice,
no choice, some choice,
nothing but everything to
say,
It is and was my choice to lie,
to hide secrets from those who should
see,
not that I thought it was the only way.
It was my
choice to lie,
to hide the traitor's way,
It is my
choice,
made by all choices before,
no choice left, but to carry out the
first choice,
It was my choice,
to hide everything
from my friends,
It was my choice,
to make the
choice,
that no one can understand,
It is and
was my choice,
to write in my secret way,
My choice to stay the
tides,
It is my choice to defend my
friends,
protect them from my deepest self,
and from all who speak against
them with ill intentions.
It has been my
choice,
from first to last,
clouding overcast
skies.
My choice has made it hard to
see,
I don't know what to think of the stranger I call me,
My choices have
made me the way I am,
and the way I can and cannot choose again,
I cannot
tell and judge myself.
I need another to help
me see,
My Choices who Define Me.