A restlessness that won’t go away.
A yearning that gnaws on the inside,
Never letting go of its penetrating grip.
Would a different set of circumstances
Make for so much better of a life?
Would a different set of choices
Help alleviate this inner strife?
Only offer the chance to change my life.
Only provide the chance to kill this inner strife.
But I must change the circumstances.
I must make the choices.
It’s my life.
In the balance is my fate.
And given new choices,
Would I be willing to take the chances?
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