'jacket of Indecision'
She felt a little stifled
Like her whole life
Was on repeat
And she didn't embrace
The parts that were being rewind
She knew there had to be changes made
That all the "so called" comfort
She was accustomed to
Had to go
There was no amount
Of pretending that would wipe
That reality off the table
She had to cut ties
She had to wave goodbye
Even though she had on her
Jacket of indecision
It needed to go too
Or she would be left with
Questions she had no answers too
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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2016
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