Puppet along the Dark Stage..

Sometimes I tend to lay down on the sofa all day long..
Thinking What could have happen If i Did this instead of that..
Maybe Things would not Turn out this way..
Maybe It will turn out my way..
Thats What i used to Think back in those days..
It just seems to me that Every Question Seems to lead to Only two options..
This Way or The other way..
I just hope One day there's a third option to go with..
If only i could just care less about making options and just leave things as they were..
But it will never happen as every time i try in not making options,
It ended up with others deciding it for me.. I just felt like a puppet..
Strolling on the stage.. Pulling up acts by the stretch of strings..
Maneuvered by the others which seems to forget that they were to a Puppet...
But just when things seems to lead to the path of darkness...
There was light shone downwards..
Demanding for attention..
to be brace upon its warm light..
To know That even if there's darkness..
Light will always shine through it no matter how small it may seems..
Where there's light there always darkness and so does the opposite..