The Crossroads

As I stand at the crossroads

I see a man, three man to be exact except for one road was empty

They were me but as if I was in different dreams of my careers lost I might say

One is some selfish non-caring man with money that boasts looks like me at 17

The other is a middle aged me with a ring on his finger married but looked stressed of the feeling of happy yet unsatisfied

The third one is me but with the right choices in life without no mistakes and the there’s the on with no one in it I’d say I take my chances to experience my pain and journey on a road so clear that only I can get lead into it

So they crossroads signifying me on how my life could’ve been starting wit an 17 year old kid that didn’t know the world just mad and tired the married version of me is not being grateful of my own accomplishments and the right version of me is telling me what If I didn’t make the mistakes what if and then the clear road is all on me with no steps to take but mines to decide which I’ll end up

To be continued…..