And now I'm stuck
Which way? Left or right?
And since I can't decide
I am dropping them all, leaving nothing behind

Once a man quoted this lines.
At first I felt sad about it.
A forgotten being.

But then, one day I realized every
Bits of that lines shouted lies.
He’s not stuck.
Nor he doesn’t know the way.

He already decided and left with something in his hand.
The sadness I felt turn to hate.
No lies will stay forever hidden.
Nor truth will keep quiet all the time.

Now armed with what I know.
I therefore take my flight.
Leaving and not looking behind.
For this man deserves nothing
But be buried in his past.