by Two ways.
Part a path between.
Staying or going.
Don’t know if I’m mean.
Selfish or selfless?
Somewhere in the middle.
Where everything meets.
I wish it were easy to say yes or no.
But my heart stays between
The two roads.
Maybe I’ll convince myself.
Or maybe I’ll just run out of time.
Hopefully, regret isn’t in my mind.
I don’t think it will be.
But it’s still a possibility
Celebrations feel the
Air, and I know I’m not alone.
Maybe if I just pick up my phone
And call.
I think about me in my future.
I have to say I don’t see myself there.
Don’t want to braid
My hair.
Discussions everywhere.
I wish I didn’t feel like
This was becoming about me.
But I hope you all know,
My hesitations flow
In and out every minute.
I swear I thought it through.
I know I might not be in it.
But I still wish the best for you.