In this theory of ever changing life I’ve been told comes the time of the bending of the road, many expectations will give way to neglect, un-used persuasion will turn into regret. The many causes of death to a dream the lack of action is just one yet extreme, lacking truthfulness in one’s falseness of heart, lay the foundation for many false starts.
I make no accusations I have no hidden quest, to each life must render what they think is best. Those anxious thoughts in reluctant deeds, giving way to ill-tempered wants mix with destructive needs. What disdainful discreet would determine the road bends to left for you then right for me, idealistic! does it matter, one’s own ignorance is a factor, then who is this unknown benefactor.
Jealousy can be in play as one’s indifferences will give way, impartiality! who can say, each life has a road and each person may carry a different load, I’m sorry was that much to bold life can be so very cold. Please way in we’ve been on the same road long enough to be friends until the road bends. Will you change your course? following the bend maybe worst, to each man with a choice, well it’s been intellectual or antagonistic, here comes the bend in the road, it’s just got realistic.