Why do I always have to prioritize, why do I always have to choose ?
Why is there something that I always have to miss, that I always have to lose?
Why can’t I just spend the evening watching a movie with my family,
And, at the same time, get to have fun with my friends at their happening party?
Why can’t I cosy up, during a rainy afternoon, with my book and some hot piping tea,
And, simultaneously, get drenched to the skin in the rain, breathing in every minuscule of nature’s audacious beauty?
Why do I always have to choose one over the other?
Why does my mind prefer one, my heart, another?
Why can’t I have the cake and eat it too, with equal alacrity?
Why is it always so hard to choose, to forgo, to live in the moment, to just let things be?