The choices I take
The situations they make
Possibilities are mind bending
Yet, the likelihoods end up centring
In the dance of destiny
I am so mini
Options are skewed much
Though none create enduring happiness as such
Everyone has their struggles
Reality makes me chuckle
In the dance of destiny
There is no pretty penny
Will I get to meet you again?
How long until then?
All I can do is try to make the better choice
And calm the internal voice
In the dance of destiny
I don’t want my head spinning
Simplicity seems crude
I am too smart for my own good
In the passion for tomorrow
Today, I ignore
In the dance of destiny
I am just finite