torn apart

I’m standing at a fork in a road. One path is leading to the left, the other to the right. I’ve been standing here for months. Desperately trying to decide which way to go. I cannot make up my mind. One is too daring, the other too depressing. One is too beautiful and other is too sad. I turn towards the path on the right and take a few steps forward.. only to retrace my steps back to the fork where I still have a choice. And I keep on standing there.. looking towards the left and then towards the right.

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