Option "B"

There isn't a difference
In night and day for me
At either time
The darkness makes it hard to see

I stumble and fall
What a clumsy fool I've become
But I continue to get up
Which is merely taken as stupidity to some

Maybe I SHOULD stay on the floor
I could lie face down on the ground
Either in a large pool of my blood,
Or an overflow of tears, I would drown

Ending the pain I face daily
Destroying the depression
And putting a final bullet
In my heart's love obsession

Or option "B"
Continue to live in agony
And wander the world in confusion
Forever paying love's fee

Although I could seek refuge
In the fact that I didn't quit
Reality still grips me
The truth that your gone I will never admit

It's time to decide
Which path is for me
I think I'll listen to my heart
And choose option "B"

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