I'm back at that fork in the road,
A little more clueless,
A little more confused.
Right? (Or left?)

I'm back where the knife draws a line
on my heart:
threatening to split it in two.
Right? (Or left?)

I'm back to this tangled web,
unable to escape
without hurting somebody.
Right? (Or left?)

I'm back again
and the time is ticking,
memories fading.

I'm back like always,
so why don't I know
which way to go?