Two paths

There was a path

Deep in the woods

Once it forked

The bad, the good.

I chose to take

The left hand path,

I did not know

I had no map.

Now this road that I travel

Is dirty and battered .

Littered with dreams

That are broken and tattered.

Paved with wrong doings

And dotted with hearts,

That were taken from people

And just torn apart.

Pain and regret

Are common here .

 Wherever you turn ,

They're always near

I want to cross

To the other path,

And leave behind

This painful wrath.

 I thought i was forever

Doomed to walk

And all the gates

Were tightly locked.

But as i continued.

A footbridge i could see

A bridge of hope

Called out to me

Slowly i crossed

to the path of good

finally i was n the path

of which i thought i should

now hidden deep

within the woods

the one that forked

paths bad and good

i oncewas wrong

bt now i'm right

and before me

glows a guilding light

Altered by

a little sleep

so close to falling

in darkened depths

But i was finally

pulled to hope

i found that footbridge

and learned to cope

my simple mistake

following the crowd

ignoring the heart

that speaks so loud

the choices you make

can change your life

one will bring happiness

the other brings strife

Following the crowd

wont lead you to right

if you follow your heart

You'll be guided by light.

There was a path

deep in the wood 

once it forked

the bad, the good.

heed my warning

because i know

follow ur heart

you know where you go