Granted It Was My Choice
Granted I held the “know how”
To make decisions on my own
Granted I knew the consequences
Of being afraid to be alone
Granted I was raised with values
And morals to guide through life
Granted I had the opportunity
Of remaining the invisible wife
Granted I knew right from wrong
Yet somehow I veered off path
Granted I knew the fundamentals
Of an addictive ruthless wrath
Granted I abused your advice
Tossing it to the side as simple dismay
Granted I knew the truthfulness
To which my actions did display
Granted I took your kindness
And took advantage without remorse
Granted I took your loving admiration
Allowing my tenacity to run its course
Granted I was weak and I failed terribly
To the many immoral decisions I see
Granted it was my choice to undo the past
But in the end it was all because of me
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
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