The winding road divides,
One north,
One south,
Which to take?
North is happiness with a hint of depression,
South is sadness with a chance of joy.
Is the weatherman wrong again?
Torn inside,
It’s not just another fork in the road.
Which is better?
Which to take?
I chose north,
In hopes of it being better,
I was wrong.
It was hell on Earth.
Turned around,
I was southward bound,
The depression hit me,
And then joy overwhelmed me.
Both emotions at once,
The confusion tore me apart.
I guess it was better,
Tomorrow is another day,
Another forecast,
Another fork in the road.
North is happiness with a hint of depression,
South is sadness with a chance of joy.
Is the weatherman wrong again?
Torn inside,
It’s not just another fork in the road.
Which is better?
Which to take?
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