The Path

The long path in the woods, It may seem dark at first, But if you keep walking, You will find there was nothing to fear. All your friends are there, To help you on your way, Don't be afraid to ask them, Don't be afraid to confide in their ears. For if you don't keep your worries to yourself, The burden will feel lighter, And less like a shelf, Holding up books, containing weights, Heavier than any volume. The long path in the woods, It may seem dark at first, But it will get lighter, And things will be brighter.