Crossroads

Crossroads A man that cries alone is a man that dies alone Living life through the words of a heart filled song The heart beats to the rhythm of the soul which is hard to contain The feeling of lost and rejection never can be maintained If I should die tomorrow where will I go? Give my flowers while I’m alive because when I’m gone I will never know In life trials and troubles it seems like one way in and no way out Doing the right thing but getting the wrong results leaves nothing but a fearful doubt My past is my past so please don’t judge me We live in the present so look past all my imperfections and know there is a future that I seek It’s amazing how the finger points and the beam is blinding your eyes The truth is always seen no need of a disguise I died a million deaths and still I stand strong I was never a follower of anyone because of these battles I have to fight alone I failed a couple of times which most people liked it that way They kicked me while I was down and only hoped that was the position that I stayed But still I rise with a victory of a bittersweet taste I turned and walked away but happily went back to pick up their faces I don’t seek for revenge for you reap what you sew Before your lips part and speak that vapor I will let you prepare yourself to take these notes