clouds.

I like choices, I hate decisions.
I love to love, I hate to be love-bounded.

So...
dun scare me with responsibilities, committments & implications.
I'll jus run away.

I may be a jcrc,
I can be a gd observant,
I'm capable of mking rationales,
I'll mk logical explanations.

But...
I'm screwed at managing another person's life,
I'm a coward at justifying my needs,
I dodged,
and I shudder.

So leave me the way to be...
I'm a free-flying cloud,
shapless & intangible.
I take forms as u percive,
I hover over wherever I deem fit.
Colours penetrate me as white light diffuse into spectrums,
my directions are momentarily.

grasping a cloud simply leaves u empty,
and me, gone with the wind.

You can't decide the fate of a cloud,
you can't control its destiny.
cuz...
no one knows better, not even me.