Flame

I watch my life burn as the sunsets. I stand paralyzed as my past, and future goes up in a blaze. I never wanted it to end like this, but it has. I made a promise never to become this, but I have. I’ve blamed everyone for what I’ve become, but I’m the only one to accuse. I choose this life, and now I have to deal with it. I never had to listen, but I did. Everyone said my future was chosen long ago, but was it. My destiny is whatever I want, but I have a fate I have to fulfilled or do I. Has everything I been told a lie? Has everything I’ve done been wrong? If so what am I good or am I evil?