Confused...
standing alone
at the fork in the road
The wind blows me one way
my feet go another
and my heart yearns for one of her own.
So i sit with eyes closed
as i try to hear the melody
Im supposed to follow
it plays only for me
only i can pick it out
as you have one as well.
mine is soft like a lullaby
filled with hope and joy of new days
I sway back and forth
I can hear it play
but it doesnt play from ahead
it plays from within telling me
i have to choose:
go the path others want,
stay straight on my ways,
or let my heart lead me.
I take my step and am on my way
...Confident

Krystle McGee

thanks all

A very poetic discovery of one's self.Nice expression and imagery on the subject of discovery.