One From the Other

City lights or star filled nights?

One moment it’s this; the next it’s another. Make a decision, you’ll do just fine. Strange big world beyond the Mason-Dixon Line.

Boxed in and stressed out, sort of. On the other hand freedom. Is it o.k. to fill this way? Do I get a say? One in front of the other. But which way out? Caught in two worlds praying for a route.

What do you expect from me? Who do you want me to be?

I am who I am.

One way out in multiple directions. Too hard to tell from my limited perspective.

City lights or star filled nights?