Yell Help! I must, I cried, I did
But, around no one I see
The night is catching up with daylight
Seems sooner than it should
A road I’m on is split two ways
Which turn to take?
Which path to walk on?
I dare, then to go left
I see a dead end
I was forced to take a U turn
Go back to where I started
Back at the same spot
Now the only option of mine, turn right
Lead me to further dilemma
I now find myself, on a four-way stop sign
Still no other soul
No helping hand
What to do?
Where to go?
Only the answer I need to know
Which path to walk on
Can you help my panic attack?
Lead me to the righteous trail?
For I know not anymore
What is it I want?
All roads are wide open
Melting into the blue skies;
But which one is the one
Leading to my destination, unknown
Standing on the axis, not one answer
But millions of questions
I see though metallic road signs, raggedy and old
Painted letters scratched off the boards
Yell help! I must, I cried, I did, but all in vain
For I still stand still in the midst of a four-way stop sign!
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Written October 30th, 2006
