Sometimes I think about my life and how it could have been,
Like a labyrinth there are many twists and turns,
Some are significant,
Some are not.
What if I took the left instead of the right?
What if I took it slowly instead of rushing?
Then I wonder.
How long will the maze be?
Will I be stuck in a difficult corner forever?
Eventually, I look to my options and choose the next path, thinking it will
lead me to tomorrow.
I know I should not stop.
And I come to realize that the maze must stop eventually.
I have lived in the labyrinth my whole life.
Will it be much different?
What will happen?
So I hold my head up high and continue on my way.
I will get stuck every now and then,
But I will get out of it.
I will not worry about the end of the maze until I have reached it.
Sometimes I think about my life and how it could have been,
And then I remember how it is now.