two paths lie before me both have beautiful scenery but difference you can see both sting just like a bee I don't know which one to take they both are what I want I have to choose with no mistake both of them begin to taunt flowing choices pass in front I can't place within myself the pain will come very blunt can't disrupt the other's health choosing my decision's wisely not knowing what the outcome must do the problem precisely to ever retrieve my true love in between the fork of trail I fall down to my knees I notice that I fail to find the cure for the disease