The sun's down
I'm stuck at a crossroad
heading down town,
on a lonely road with a load.
The moon comes out
and dim is my torch light
Luckily, the street light's out
and on my path, it shines bright.
Now the light points to two directions
it's at my discretion to choose my path.
I realized I'm bad at making decisions
can't tell which would lead to my death.
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC
The sun's down
I'm stuck at a crossroad
heading down town,
on a lonely road with a load.
The moon comes out
and dim is my torch light
Luckily, the street light's out
and on my path, it shines bright.
Now the light points to two directions
it's at my discretion to choose my path.
I realized I'm bad at making decisions
can't tell which would lead to my death.
