I wonder if there is time to start again
Or go back in time and prevent some pain
For there are many tears shed and fingers burnt
In the name of experience and lessons learnt
My mistake, people remind me with a sigh
That I took the road less travelled by
And that had made all the difference
They expect me to mend my way at least hence
But I wouldnt want it any other way
It wouldnt be me, if my way I don't play
No time to deliberate, when fast you have to run
For in being different and exploring is all the fun
I just move on, thanking God for another day
Looking for another road that unused lay
1 comment:
Wow! Always knew you were a good orator. But didn't know and would never have guessed you were so good with words. Some of this work is wonderful in a very subtle way.
Keep it up :)
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