I was at the crossroads
Shoes worn with dirt
My knees eventually buckled
But the ground didn’t hurt
I gaze into the sky
The heavens streaked with clouds
And grasped onto the air
By opening my mouth
The warm summer winds
Kissed my skin so sweet
It was like a beckoning
So I climbed back to my feet
I stood at the crossroads
Deciding where next
Cuz the town I left behind
Held nothing but regret
I took the right road
And when I think past
I’m glad I decided to have taken the path