path chosen
It is a strange thing about people they can
only be pushed so far. Before they break.
Those who hold it in , the wall will eventually break.
They will either turn on you
and let you die or stab you in the back.
Be warned though when circumstances arise
and the bullet flies. The ones who you thought
had your back will walk away from you
and let you die. When the numbers are high
and you need a hand they will just sit
and watch. When your life is hanging on by a
mere limb they won't help you they will
look at you and walk the other way. This is the
fate you chose for yourself. Do you want
to die knowing that the people you thought would
help you just looked at you and
told you it serves you right. Or would you
want to die knowing that your people
did all they could to help you .
But that choice is yours by following
the path you have chosen to walk
so my friend that choice is yours
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