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.