Maze....

This life of mine,
is like a maze
always moving erraticly
always giving me what i dont want
what i dont need
giving others the things i want
the things i so desperatly need,

I dont think is fair to suffer
for those who dont even
seem to notice us,
but then i realize
this are only the choices we made
for ourselves even before we were born,

So i only have to face the cruel truth
and accept that this maze
is my creation

All the problems i face they were designed by me,
the responsability to solve them is only mine,
the lessons to learn from them falls only on me,

Meanwhile....
The maze keeps moving....
and i try to keep up with it...

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