Monday, December 31, 2012

Hear No, See No

So many choices
Each one is good to me
I would choose them all
But I'm too damn picky

So I will let one pick me
My mind is too shifty
Impulses grew too greedy
My wants becoming too needy

Desires still feed me
How do I stall
What I choose to see?
Too many voices

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