Move
Walk tall. The soulful self. No one's like you. An awareness of emotions and mind. So clear. Lucid.
Walk tall. Carry on like life never failed you. Walk away.
Crossroads are hard When the time comes to move Sometimes you crash hard Trying to stop the hands of time Which way do I go? Or should I not move at all? Stay rooted in time Stuck in the moment Should I turn back? And run into the arms Of old and safe Be content and sane Crossroads are hard Lead you to the unknown Either way we trudge Is sunshine over there? The crossroads don't tell Perhaps either way Its darkness all around
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