I walked the path less traveled
As I was always told I should.
I wanted to be different than those
That had come so many times before
I set out along this road,
trying time and time again
to be a person all my own,
to be someone…
But as I walked along I found
There is something they don't say.
A path that is less traveled…
There's a reason it's that way.
Your feet grow bruised and bloody
When you walk the steep, rocky slope.
The ground there is uneven, filled with
ruts to make you fall, take away your hope
I soon found out, the hard way
As I continued my journey…alone
That the road less traveled offers only
Loneliness and broken soles