Copyright: Kelly Sands
The stormy clouds reflect my mind
What do I do, whom do I choose?
My parents or my love?
Cruel fate tells me to pick one
Between my two eyes, How?
How can anyone do that?
Can’t they see, can’t they feel?
That I’ll be happy this way,
They gave me life, they should know this
He knows me more than myself
He should get that I can’t abandon my parents
They need me more than I need them
Suffocated is how I feel when both press me
What would be my decision?
What do I do, whom do I choose?
This write-up is for the picture prompt @ Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Until later 🙂
