The other, wider path looks nice to me but it's full of mediocrity and neither yes or no
Maybe haunts my mind as a plague that once turned on encircles my thoughts until I find it
A yes or no…the wider path has more gray so I fear it
The narrow path has less gray somehow greatness can be done here
As I run my race I look to the path of those ahead of me
That have gone before me and give me so much freedom
Take away the chains of your past that hold you back
With full stride and full force take your life and live it once more
No more maybe, no more sadness, give in to your desires
They are where your heart is and know who you are damn it!
Rebecca Maiese
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maybe-175/
