Choices

Choices What does my choices say about me? Life was hard and I still had to make choices.. Coming home seeing my father Wondering where his wife was all night, Or choices to watch my mom come home drunk and high knowing my dad had to go to work.. Listening to the arguing and fighting Because my mom refused to be a mom.. Standing in court watching my mom an dad battle a divorce because my mom didn't want to grow up... The choice of now being a kid Watching my mom party all day.. Strange men in and out of our house.. Because my dad was no longer mentally equipped to deal with raising his kids alone.. Watching my father now live life in a decline mentally dying slowly from The rath my mother bestowed upon him.. Then living alone with the one absent parent that chooses partying over being a parent.. The choice of living with a parent that was never there when you needed them.. The choice of growing up too fast then becoming a parent yourself.. Walking a thin line of what would have or could have been different in your choices.. Accepting your choices and choosing to raise your kids.. Accepting the obstacle of being a single parent with both parents was not easy.. But with a strong will you make it possible... The choice of saying good bye to an abusive counterpart while moving on to the one glimpse of happiness... The choice of moving on and raising your babies alone... Then the financial choice of working any odd job to support your children.. The choice of leaving no stone unturned when it comes to the life of your children.. The choices and consequences of letting the wrong people share your life.. The choices of struggling because no job was enough... The choice of crying at night worrying about bills and praying to God for some form of relief... The choice of growing up Changing your life in an attempt to live the dream you were destined to live.. The choices of dealing with the very grown children you gave your life up for Be the very people judging and hating you.. Choices...