There are always two paths,

a fork in the road

that changes everything.

There is always a choice.

Choices are laid out

and picked by some

outward and unexplained

phenomena you create.

The options have been

laid out and presented

like final outcomes.

Their destiny or yours?

You leave a note

and sneak out the back.

The stars above flicker

through the noise of a distant city.

You must reach

your expectations this time.

No more giving up on

your own dreams.

Your whispered promise

is carried by the wind.

It leads you past expectation

and puts you in the hands of fate.