It's Okay To Be Wrong

Every road
Feels wrong
As I turn and look
The path I've walked
Seems all of a sudden
A mistake
The result of a crooked thought
I wipe my eyes
And replace the windows
Countless times
The feeling of being right
Fades so soon
When I return to the beginning
The back of the room
Where there are no windows
And my eyes are blind
To the world outside
I have to run and hide
Every time I find myself
Facing the blank wall
Mistakenly turning from the window
To find the truth waiting behind me
It follows me around
A ghost of something
Clinging to my soul
Breathing down my neck
But I look out through the glass
Wipe my lenses once more
Reciting the lines
Of everybody around me
And for some time I am convinced
Until the pain makes me wince again
It all repeats again
There is no other way
So, I keep up this habit
Staying away from the shadows
Facing away from the blank wall
Telling myself in the silence
"I will not fall"