As I stood in confusion at the fork in the road, I tried not to listen to the voices which were pulling me in two different directions at once
I tried to listen to my heart, but it was drowned out by the voices
So I still sit here at the fork; time is passing and I need to make a decision
I need to start living my life, but it has to be right
I guess I've know all along what choice to make, but it's never as easy as it should be
Doubts cloud our sunny days with worry and confusion, the worry that if you make the right choice you'll never be happy, but this life is only temporal
What lies ahead is eternal and to be eternally happy is worth giving up all the worldly vices, which promise us so called happiness and bring us nothing but pain and longing in the end
And would it all be worth it? Just for those few moments of deluded happiness.