Saturday, August 5, 2017


I asked you to follow
You wanted to lead
I couldn't remember where we were going
It didn't matter
You knew the way
The path seems to have changed
The road seems to stray
I don't need direction
I need the desire to go
To lead
To walk
To move
One foot in front of the other
Stay where you are
I am ready to do this on my own

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