Roads

i see a lot, but not what i should!

As I stare at the many roads in front of me I finally see.

My road is not there.

It has been built over by many others,

Others that will take me, not where i want to be,

But where they think I should go.

As I stare at the many roads infront of me, I smile,

As I turn my back on them and walk into the desert.

But why there, you may ask?

Because it is the path I chose. 

Author's Note

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