Knowing the Path
Those who know,
They do not see.
They cannot see
What is meant to be.
How can I tell them
What I must do?
How do you say
What is in front of you?
My mind is my own,
My path is chosen.
They do not care.
How can they without knowin'?
They know my past,
I know my future.
If they don't realize
That I am sure,
They can cease
To be there for me.
I have to follow
The path in front of me.
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