it’s your choice.
the path, you complain, is hard
too rocky, steep to climb
the path, you see, is winding
yet, you miss all the signs
you’re lost inside your whining
lost within your head
you only see the struggle
the sick, the mess, the dead
you miss the joy around you
you miss the laughter shared
you miss the hope above you
trapped within your snare
the choice to see the blessing
the choice to see the good
is lost within complaining
is lost within what “could”
but life is never easy
it’s a matter of our view
life will bring the darkness
light comes from within you
it’s your choice.