You know how life is so long and school just seems to get in the way. Parents think you should do this or do that, but it all just sounds the same.
I never felt so much pressure deep down in my heart. I never knew school could be so hard. Should I follow my dreams and make them reality or do something my parents have already planned for me.
The dark road is so long and damp, is it the wrong road? Should I take my path? Full of light and and flowers or will they both have rainbows in the end.
Will I find my passion just blowing in the wind. The clouds start to cover the sky and rain starts to fall. The storm is growing and I start to hear the voices saying to go my way and going the other way to, it all sounds like mumbling to you. But what are the voices just in my head, will they go away?
I follow the path and as I walk through I see all that I want to do. I feel the breeze warm on my back and when I finally reached the end I'm not for certain what to do.
All paths you wish to take have something in the end even if it's a rainbow or voices in the wind.
