I’m stuck in between a 4-way Street,
Don’t know what is down each path,
I don’t know what obstacle that I’ll have to meet.
Or what kind of life challenge a road may seek.
Yes, Life is a challenge and I can’t figure out what lies ahead.
I have some much fear for it,
So, I stand here and question everything, better yet, let me sit.
Will I have the chance to be reborn again?
Or will I be left here stuck, alone, unsure, no soul, dead?
Will I become the inspiration people have foreseen I’d be?
Or will I become someone unsure of herself, an insignificant being?
I’m the type of person who is afraid of change,
I rather stay in my comfort zone, yes I’m not as brave.
Do I have the drive, the strength, to keep my boat above water?
Or am I playing myself, I’m weak, my ship will sink.
Too many downs, not enough ups, Life makes me so delicate
Like a flower in a field that has all the right elements but still doesn’t get picked.
Too many pain and sorrow, I been through
I need help, what path do I turn to?
Which streets are filled the encouragement and the motivation?
I’m tired of following the dark roads of trials and tribulations.
This twinge in my body I can bare much longer
What happened to the tenderness and love that can build me stronger?
I’m stuck between crossroads; don’t know where to go next
Whatever decision I make I hope it is what’s best.
Whether is the road of failure or the path to success.
By: Samiyah Roberts