I’m going to a place
Where I choose my path
Where the road to success or failure lies in my hands
I’m going to a place where life is dull and gray
Where sugar tastes bland
And everyone who cares for me
Will turn their backs on me
I’m going to a place where I’ve become nothing
Where my future has crumbled
Where the clouds of doubt and hopelessness follow me around
I’m going to a place
Where life is at its best
Where sweet sugar flows in abundance
Everyone I love surrounds me with care
Where life will have trials with rewards
I’m going to a place
Where my whole future is set in front of me
Doubt does not exist in a mind ready for success
Where failure is never an option
I may not know what my future has in store
But only I decide what my next move is
I’m going to a place
Where I choose my path
I love the contrasts in this piece, Keila. Great writing!
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