The fork in the road,
Didn't show what I thought it showed,
A divergence in thought, in personality,
Although I thought I'd never change,
I can see that the fork in the road is going to force me to.
Both have good and bad sides,
Both could hurt my soul,
Either way I might not make it out alive.

The fork in the road,
Pretended to know who it was,
Lying and deceiving about it's inner machinations,
So I turned to run the other way,
But the path was blocked so I sat on the ground,
Just to shake and whine.