Three forks open up, before my eyes
In front of me, where my journey lies
Choices, always choices
Keeping me awake, with their voices

The rough, gritty ground
To this decision I am bound
Front, left, or right
For long I stay, in this site

My chins lowers, I fall asleep
In my dreams, I am deep
On my skin, the tiny rocks scrape
Taunting at - my escape

When I wake, I see just one
Just one path, so to it I run
I am lucky, so I believed
Little did I know, I was decieved

I have walked far down this road
This quiet path that I followed
But then when I turn around
My utmost disappointment I found

In the far distance
I can still see the three forks
It is then I realize
That I have retraced my steps

I let out a broken laugh
This world is cruel
Why did I even think
That I escaped from this choice?

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