Fork
Look to the left,
look to the right.
I see two different roads,
and don't know which to take.
In one road I can be happy and loved,
and the other be sad and cursed.
Which one to take,
without know what will happen?
Should I guess and go from there?
Or do what feels right,
and what makes my hair Stand.
Oh god I beg for your help,
of which path to take.
I can have the love of life,
or Curse of Years on top of me.
Oh I wish these roads themselves can talk,
Help me which see which one,
might be my Demise.
Let these roads talk.
Only you know which one I will take,
but beg for it to be right.
For the past is haunting behind me,
coming closer and closer,
Pushing me to the wrong direction.
But let me be bold,
and hope for the one I love,
to be the right one for me.
For the Fork is tricky
and all can see but me.
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