Choice?

Is the path we follow destined?
Is our future predefined?
Or is it all just random choices?
is it all within our minds?

We spend our days now ever searching,
trying to make our choices work,
Stranger days await, forthcoming,
we play, we fight, we lie and flirt.

For i'm a student, graduating,
spending life in classroom daze,
Just a child, not old, sixteen,
hopeful? sure, in many ways.

Already though, i've known the sadness,
that infiltrates a lonely heart,
useless tears from painful wounds,
of life, an awful part.

If this is what it's meant to be,
and life's paths are straight and true,
surely we are meant to see,
forest green and sky of blue.

If this is so, and we have no choice,
then we must learn to live,
forget ourselves in natural beauty,
give all we have to give.

Make choices we are happy with,
we're the one's affected,
smile brightly, cheerful be,
till everyone's infected.

Make life a happy place,
despite the recurring sadness,
only way to be really happy,
is to be the one who creates the gladness.

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