That feeling again, on the road
Being at the crossroads,
Having no idea where to go
It’s sheer power, makes you bow
Making a wrong choice , Cowers you down
you are scared, looking for answers around
The previous forks haven’t been kind
You still bear the scars in your heart and your mind
But the scars weren’t because of the choice that you made
They were but a small penalty charged by the road, for walking on its braid
A penalty for getting to choose, for getting to live
Running away isn’t an option you have
Make the choice, forget the past, be brave
Coz after all its your life, your decision
Your consequences so no imposition
For, its the choice to a new beginning, your crossroad
But in the end, its just a famished road
