Bad over Good


He was a cop and you a killer,
were that little boy playing guns with a choice dissimilar.

Born with no choice for where you would go, but were given a chance to how you would grow. Forever wrong decisions, have let you reap what you sow.

Behind every bad you did and every road that you left, were no mates but your denial. To the good you din’t accept.

Every paper you own, is the sweat of some other, never chose to earn for your good and better.

You loved with your choice, let her go as well. You felt when you needed, then you fled and fell.

With time she was gone and you chose to give up on.

Decision is always yours, if you wish to make things happen, then yes you could.
But you invest your time choosing bad over good.

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