Choices

[Vanai]

The walls are high and closing in
Is there a way out?
Brick by brick I unbuilt I tried to see the sun
Instead of warmth, I was blinded.

A choice was made. To help. To heal... To find friends and family. 
A choice was made.
It was right. But wrong for me.

The cut of confusion and betrayal burns.. I don't know if I can choose that again.. I... don't know.