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Decisions

Some decisions come naturaly, who you should be or who you wanna be. But there are some differences between this decisions. Maybe the one i should be isn't the same as the one you wanna be. But what really hurt the most of these decisions is when someone tells you that these ones aren't correct to you. When you decepcionated someone, you are not as good as you were expected to be, telling you that they couldn't trust you anymore. You get to higher ground, hear this voice, an fall down. And all you want, all you really want has broken into pieces that you have to pick up. But there's no change in me, I decide what i wanna be, and natural disasters cannot change what I am, what I've become.
Some decisions come naturally, but I am not.