' thinking long, hard & slow...which path is tha way ta go '

Walking down tha path,

tryin to get away.

which ever i pick,

tha other will fade...

through out tha day...

>pondering ... which one am i gonna choose.

>wandering ...

through tha forest,

over tha hills,

through tha ponds & patches of flowers...

findin different ways ta get through...

but essentially everything leads to tha path of TWO...

different ways ta go...

' thinking long , hard & slow...'

which way am i gonna go?



why cant they be in unity,

cause i figured both ways,

would be true ta me...

why is it , either or...

it cant be both , tha two are tore...

in different directions.



gotta see my reflections,

go back to tha begining...

overviewing which roads & paths i ve taken.

Its a start ta makin,

tha "decision", neither wrong or right

gotta fight...

off others opinions,

this is my choice,

listenin' ta my inner voice, inside.



so like i say,

startin' at tha begining...

of tha trail.

tha road starts off bumpy...

many things could have happened,

different types of betrayl...





see sight of my self

all in tears,

life was just different there...



pass through a couple ages of woods,

see my lil self standin there...

lookin in tha mirror.

on a step stool...

after i got home from school,

my two front teeth fell out...

so young at tha time, never had a doubt,

wouldnt ever have exceptcted how...

id get home , on this long windy road...

now tha older self lookin back through tha mirror...

lookin in those young eyes,

that had not a fear.



Again goin down tha way already taken...

lookin at all tha things ive seen , done and taken tha long path around...

because i was mistaken.



Now right back at tha fork of tha two,

that divide...

ive got ta decide.



the choice will come in mind, inside...

i need ta find...

' thinking long , hard & slow...'

"which path is tha way ta go..."

 

Your words I feel I can relate too. Thank you for this beautiful poem!

 

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