Million Choices Out Of None

Lately, it is hard time for me..
if most people say that life is a choice or life is full of choices or maybe anything similar, then I'll ask (to myself for sure): whose life? mine or yours?
It seems my life doesn't have a lot of choices then..
this is what I should do, this is what I should be.. and blah, blah, blah..
so sick of this..
but once again.. do I have any choice?? I don't think so..

I guess I'm just a person who is complaining about the life but yet hoping for something to change..
I convince myself: "everything is good if you choose to see from the good side", this is what my friend told me.
hey, one question: Did we choose to be born in this world?


See you..