Option Of Three

Don't say everything is going to be ok,
Just listen to what I have to say.
Then you will finally know,
Why I really want to go.

I told my mum about the cuts,
Now she thinks I'm really nuts.
She gave me an option of one,two, three.
And now I don't know what my choice will be.

Option one is the first,
And of course it is the worst.
She told me to break up with thee,
Together again we would never be.

Option two isn't as bad,
She wants me 2 move with my dad.
Although it would be alittle fun,
My life would be truely done.

Option three isn't great,
I don't like it Nore do I hate.
She would send me to the psychiatric ward,
I would try to ignore being bored.

So those are my options of three,
What one will it really be?
Although there is one more,
What one is it, option four.

To get help from someone who I can talk to,
A sibling, a parent, or a friend like you.
So of course I'll go with option four,
Will you listen or will i be ignored?

© Corinne