"Where do I go from here?"
Crossroads call with a beckoning finger..
Shall I choose, stay and linger?
My minds opaque with the blues..
Whichever I decide I'm bound to lose..
This way, that way Christ it's hard..
Might as well shuffle and deal a card..
The constant grime and daily toil..
It's not just my life I'll probably spoil..
Can you help me to make up my mind..
It's your fault my life's come to a grind..
Constant slime day after day..
pours into my head just please hold sway..
I know you need to say how you feel..
but it's round and round like a squeaky wheel..
Advice I give you but you don't hear..
What more can I do if you I can't steer..
Either put up or shut up sort out your life..
or you will always be full of strife..
My crossroads are here and I'll decide..
It's my future..will you be by my side..
you choose or you lose!!
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