taking one step at a time~

choosing paths..
choosing friends..
choosing this choosing that..
why must there be choices?
why cant there only be one?
i hate making decisions..
making decisions will hurt others..
affect others..
sometimes i wish to cry out loud!
i want to shout my lungs out!
i want to say that im so so so stressed out!
i want to say i want to give up!
i cant take it anymore!
but who to tell?
who would listen?
my best-est best friend is busy this whole month..
i cant afford to burden her with my troubles..
she does not deserve it..
who else would lend me an ear?
to listen to what i've got to say?
who's willing to lend me a shoulder to rest on?
can i quit? no, i do not have a choice..
i must go on..
taking only one step at a time. . . . .
planning what's next of me. . .
but what do i see?
i see nothing~ pitch-black~
like a black hole, taking me into it. . . . .