The Blood That Stains The Pages

Your Choice

Try not to be so bold,

Because my heart is already sold,

I dont think you understand,

But one day you will and it'll be by your hand,

My life is not a game,

And the rules are never same,

You cant be there,

Then compeletly dissappear,

Its just not right,

And no one knows why you keep putting up fights,

You say its your choice,

Well this is mine.