Whether it's made of stone or dirt, whether it's old or new, I will follow it despite the obstacles I have to encounter along the way. I'm walking with my chin up, focusing on the task at hand, dodging the snakes that are spitting venom at me and the stones thrown at me. "Where are you headed?" People would ask. They don't need to worry about me because I already established a goal. They should decide what road they choose to follow. Time flies with the speed of light not caring about their feelings, leaving them to find the solution to their problems on their own.
The Road Either it's stone or earth, either it's old or new, I will follow him regardless of obstacles which I have to face along the way. I walk with my head up high, focusing on what I set to do. Beware of snakes sitting on me with venom and by the stones thrown at me. "Where are you going?" People would ask me. They don't have to worry because I already set a goal for myself.
They should decide which path they will follow in life. Time passes at the speed of light without caring about their feelings, leaving them to look for themselves solutions for their problems. © 09/21
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