Bombarded

There are days
when I get bombarded
with decisions, decisions, decisions
that can either make it
or break it in this cold, cold world

where I am either IN or OUT
on the streets of life
knows no boundaries
to my level of courage

it does not care
whether I survive a harsh dose
of reality or cookie crumble
and fall on my face

careful not to break my back
picking up the pieces
of the puzzles of my life.

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