The road we travel
The road we travel is ours alone, every step, every breath
The turmoil, the confusion, the despair, the indecision
The tears we shed are ours alone, every ache, every wound
Our hesitation, our fear , the sinking feeling that end is near
The insecurites we feel are ours alone to fester in and drown
The nervousness, the anxiety, the self doubt, the uncertainty
The decisions we take are ours alone, every word, every thought
The hope, the anticipation, the desire, the expectation
But the beauty of it all is that the joy we experience, the elation, the pure peace
Is ours alone to share, spread and forever keep alive.
The turmoil, the confusion, the despair, the indecision
The tears we shed are ours alone, every ache, every wound
Our hesitation, our fear , the sinking feeling that end is near
The insecurites we feel are ours alone to fester in and drown
The nervousness, the anxiety, the self doubt, the uncertainty
The decisions we take are ours alone, every word, every thought
The hope, the anticipation, the desire, the expectation
But the beauty of it all is that the joy we experience, the elation, the pure peace
Is ours alone to share, spread and forever keep alive.
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