In Decision

My thoughts ramble too much
but my body feels stuck,
I pour half-way up
into my half-empty cup.
Plenty of decisions
based on intuition,
lacking hegemony
over results i envision.
Indecision haunts me,
situations daunting.
If i deceive myself for
the facade will staunchly.
Had the chance and took it,
happy but don't look it,
emotions staying straight
but fate makes it crooked.
Booking down the freeway,
dancing round the leeway,
alternative instance,
think about the replay.
Vision of the future
hinging on my virtue,
love is feeling mutual,
not knowing if she heard you.
Said it and i felt it,
read it and i melted.
Never could i help it,
I wrote this with a felt tip.

Many a month has come and has gone
since i've been at home by your side.
And many a moon I've seen through the window
of the train I've been destined to ride.
So cry, cry, cry yourself dry.
You're standing out in the rain,
and my, my, the time passes by
I know that I'll see you again.