the road
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People are always getting ready for tomorrow,
But tomorrow never gets ready for them.
In fact, it doesn't even know they are there.
They choose and anxiety -
Or rather,
An anxiety chooses them -
The road less traveld is the Papa and the son walked
They serach and search, but only a child's or is it
a baby's that they find?
They search and survive,
They search and survive.
On and on until they fly.
Live life in love, for love is free; as is a smile, Though sparingly are they given And mistakes are felt, and apologies dealt, Though seldom are they forgiven.
(poems go here) I heard before that the road was long
But I never imagined I’d have to be this strong
It feels like you’re asking so much of me
Burden so heavy I can barely breath
