Crossroads Of Life

Standing at the crossroads
I wonder how I got here
Walking was never easy
Destination I never care

As I stand at the crossroads
I don’t know where to go
All paths look similar
All paths look old
The crossroad was a milestone
I should have known
I know not what to choose
I know not what to moan

When I stand at the crossroads
To all the roads I gaze
Every path is endless
Every path looks torn

I am here at the crossroads
May be someone knows
But I am here at the crossroads
All alone!

I am now sitting at the crossroads
and I don’t know if I am right
But I am still waiting for someone
who would show me the light

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