Choose
Caught between the realm of heaven and hell,
Where Gabreiel flew and Lucifer fell.
I spin a web full of pleasure and pain,
my life seems easy yet full of strain.
In this world there is all but one road,
The difference is destination and not the load.
some who are here are here only to pass,
while some walk persistantly upon broken glass.
As I choose where I walk, I choose how I feel,
I choose my own dreams, I choose what is real.
I listen to the earth as she sings to me,
Then I choose to walk on, and choose to be free