Illusions

[miri_cris]

It's something weird, I can't explain it.
It doesn't make any sense, but here we go.

Maybe I shouldn't, or wouldn't, or just couldn't...
The right decision, the intelligent choice.
How could I ever make it?
Do I ever know what's smart any more?
How could I know what's the best for me?
The turn that could change my life forever.
Always crossroads, always a chance.

Maybe I should, would, could...
If I choose my career, you're just an illusion.
And if I choose you, what would I be?
Step by step, a decision has to be made.
Perhaps I lost my choice at some crossroads, years ago.
Then what is this? What's the point?
Always a choice, always free will.

Smoke and mirrors.
My life's at stake.
But maybe it's just an illusion.