Confused

So many choices. This college? Or that college? This is your choice Emma. Are you well enough to go to class? This is your decision Emma. Do you want to be this? Do you want to be that? What do you want to be when you grow up? Your choice, Emma. Your Choice. Who do you want to be? You should just go talk to him. Get it over with. Say Hi.

This is ridiculous. Have you been to a party? Have you gotten drunk yet? It will be fun trust me. I thought this was my choice. Did you see him over break? I don't think you should see him ever. Did you chose your college yet? What did you decide to be when you grew up? Did you ever talk things out? Did you go to a party and get drunk? I thought I had to decide. Not have others chose for me. Who I am. What I should and shouldn't do. Who I should and shouldn't be. Why me? Some choices I don't want to make alone. But I have to. But the choices and decisions I want to make on my own, others try to decide for me.