What is to become of me?
I fear the inevitable, i fear change
No more privilege nor love
Just me, pure and disjoint
Oh the tears will fall
But they will not wash away my conundrum
At the crossroads i stand
A blank expresssion leaves me stagnant
As i slowly age and rot away
The two paths slowly begin to fade
For now i must reach my conclusion
Or forever struggle to find a path
This is it, my time in upon the world
But if only i could find the way
The way to my being,
To my love…
But the roads stretch too far to see the end
And its pains me to make a decision
For i cannot predict what the future holds
Petrified, i continue to stand frozen.