When you walk the straight and narrow. Always scared to take the wrong turn. Have an opportunity to do something unexpected but one chooses not to. Can I go with being honestly afraid of path? Forbidden to travel on the outside lines. Watching every step. Whom will tell me it’s okay to turn back. It’s alright to quit. Never questioning is it time to feel good about my choices. Left to my own nowhere. Right off the road. Only foreseeing walking alone.
