Two roads diverged in an open wood.
I looked down one as far as I could
and said, “Fuck it, no way”.
and looked down the other as just as fair
and said, “What the heck. If I don’t know where I’m going I’ll be glad to end up anywhere.”
But seriously – two roads diverged in an open wood
and I was never in doubt about the one I eventually took
and once I chose I never bothered to look
back on the decisions I’ve made and stood
by and held on with a wing and a prayer.
I had only one desire
that I would die before my fire
why do so many walk on the black and trodden
beaten and misshapened path of Conformity?
How can people die a little each day
instead of die to themselves everyday and be rebirthed with a new zest for living?
Two paths diverged in an open wood and it is so obvious which one I took.
I now smack with an overdose of self-assuredness tempting you to hit me with a book!
I feel now as though I’ve never been in doubt;
about the path I’ve chosen and how things have turned out.
Two roads diverged in an open wood
Forget conformity and its rules of play
I took the one less travelled
And that, my friend, has made all the effing difference today.