The Road Not Taken

I was so upset. I should listen to my guts. To my inner voice! Why would I ignore my own heart? I should be the one who realize that this isn’t going anywhere. Why would I lied to myself and keep convincing myself that everything is going to be alright? Going to be fine? And yet, the reality it is not getting any better. It’s getting bad, no, in facts it’s getting worse every single day I breathe. I’m feeling restless; exhausted by the facts I can’t change anything. For these years, I thought I’m not going to do the same mistake again and yet, here I’ am standing on the wrong path again. Lost, miserable, terrible road! Should I turn my head and looking back? Or should I choose left? Or right? Or should I just standing here while looking at other people passing me by? What wrong with me? And I can’t remember when is the last time I can’t make a decision for myself..No, you’re lying again.  You always can’t make a decision by yourself! You always flow with the wind. You never make any decision. Oh dear..Then is it time to make decision? The real one? Can I trust myself to do the right things? Of course I can…but I’m scared, my mind was spinning and I’m confused. My mind keeps denying my inner voice. Which one should I trust? Oh wait; I can’t even differentiate both..!  There goes the circle..I always run around in unknown circle. It’s breaking my heart for not knowing me.  Then here I’ am still..Standing in the middle of nowhere..when I’m going to move on? I have no idea, maybe I should stand a little longer..a little long..long…long…long way…

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

~ Robert Frost