Choices...

I see people laughing and joking all around,

but on my face there is no smile; instead, there is a frown.

I never laugh anymore; instead, I cry,

and I never stop to ask myself, "Why?"

I heard we live and die by the choices we make,

and there's only so much a person can take.

So just remember life goes on,

and it hurts when someone leaves and is gone.

So always remember, keep your head up,

because another door is opened every time one is shut.

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