Choices c. 2002, Zargo The Fierce On a path too narrow, I stumble and I fall. Tripping over my own dreams, No room for them at all. A kaleidoscope of futures Dances before my eyes. Endless Possibilities, Which one will I realize. The crossroads of life Are endless forks in the road. No sign posts to guide us, Our choices must be bold. Once a path is chosen, The others disappear, Lost to the demon "Might have been" To bring a future tear. There's no amount of looking back That can ever make you smile, Save the memory of what was In your life for a while. All the futures of this life Hinge on each path taken, And once a past is duly made All others are forsaken. |
