There lies the road ahead
Vacant, with a tint of a luminescent red
So empty, not one step has been made
Weight crumbling upon the shoulders
It feels like a thousand boulders
Refrained and scared
They said to be ready
They said to be bold
Frozen in place
Not sure which direction to face
Refusal to take a chance
The time has certainly passed
Staring at the road for twenty years
Holding back the tears
Instead, all that is felt within is vacant
A hollow shell walks among the Earth
Undiscovered potential, gone to waste
Where is the legacy?
Where is the story?
Meaningless and forgotten
Filled with regret
An empty page, left untouched
Is this how you want to be remembered?