I constantly ask,
Can I make a decision for myself?
And everybody answers with-
Of corse you can! You are in control of your future...
But I feel as if that's wrong.
I feel that the universe has already decided my fate,
The day I die, and how I die.
I question that time when I tripped over a rock,
did the universe intend me to trip over it?
Or was it just my doing?
I decide that next time I'll be more careful,
But I wonder if that what the universe wanted,
For me to learn to be more careful.
And it goes on to a infinite loop.
I sound very stupid right now, I know.
I'm stupid for asking a question, I'll probably never know the answer to.
I'm stupid for believing that I can challenge the universe.
But I'm certain that I have a single choice.
That single choice being, to not believe in the universe.
Everybody has that single choice, to believe.
Whether you like it or not,
you will always have your choice.
Even if you do believe in the universe, even if you don't believe in it.
Until the day you die, it will always be your choice.
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Journey
AcakRandom poems by me. Don't expect updates often Kay? P.s You are beautiful