Like a lion

Choosing

Between his pride or cub

When blood floods your brain

When both life and death

Kissing you

In the face

Can you still choose

What's right, what's wrong?

That is the question

Why is it a question?

It's simple can't you see

you pick one of the other

to be or not to be

but why oh why must

we have to choose

If we say one over the

other will one have to lose

we don't know for sure

that's why we mustn't hurry

well end up second guessing

then get lost in all the worry.

I am either:

Loving

Laughing

Thinking

Feeling

Hating

Fearing

Running

Confronting

Listening

Speaking

Growing

Changing

Or I am not:

Being.