Two roads...

[Red]

Two roads, diverged in a yellow wood.
And I...I keep going backwards.
I travel up and down the same path,
One of pain and sorrow
That is as sure as the rising sun,
Pretending I don't know what is coming for me.
But, eventually, I come back to the fork again.
I take neither, for again I turn around.
But my mind takes me somewhere else,
To a place where I can truly find happiness.
I may not know how to get there,
I may not fully know what lies in store for me,
But I know it exists.
So, yet again, I come to the fork.
Two roads, diverged in a yellow wood.
Which one do I take?
To me, it doesn't matter.
But, this time,
I will go forward.
And that will make all the difference.
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I took Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken," and made it fit better for me. Hope you enjoy.

[Gaara-Shukaku]

Nice Red, structured nice and written with heart. I like it