Choices

Sitting there, one turn away from my fate
Smiling, but it's fake, options but they're moot
Sit and stare at all that's on my plate
Full as if I just ate, what else can I do

Looking up at me, so discreet, taunting me to distraction
You'll regret it if you don't read
Buckle down, make it happen

Open up, the effort is too great
For on the desk or on my face, and it isn't something new
Fill my cup, brim it with some saving grace
But in my hand it starts to shake, and I watch it go right down the chute

Looking up at me, so discreet, taunting me to distraction
You'll regret it if you don't read
Buckle down, make it happen
Looking up at me, sweet entreat, taunting me to inaction
You'll regret it if you don't eat
Well baby, I've had practice

Sit and stare at all that's on my plate
Full as if I just ate, the wrong choice is so easy to choose



Credits
Writer(s): Emma Niiler
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