Can't Choose
We can't choose a family, but we can choose a boyfriend.
Also, we can't choose whether or not to live, but we can choose how to live our lives.
So now tell me, if I do love him and this life I'm living is mine,
why can't I be with him?
Why am I afraid so much that my aunts and uncles would criticize me, that my cousins would look down on me, that my friends would laugh at me?
Who and what are they? Why are they making decisions for my happiness? I am the one who FEEL the happiness, and I feel HAPPIEST whenever I'm around him.
This is my life and not theirs. Right?
