Along the trodden path,
I solemnly walk.
My feet taking me away,
yet all I eye is the path not taken.

I try to stop, I try to turn.
I pause and urge my feet,
to step onto the untrodden path,
my feet do not oblige,
they fight my soul, my dreams.

I hear cries of cheer,
that is everybody else’s.
from inside of me,
I hear cries of despair,
but the din of cheer ,
drowns my screams.

With a knot in my heart,
and with reluctant soul,
I keep on walking,
yet, all I eye is,
the path I did not take.

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