If I stop now,
I’ll have come here for nothing;
If I carry on,
I will be destroyed
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And never see where ends the road
Which I was never meant to follow
Yet, I chose to, and I’m standing
By my choice;
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Doubt and fear can halt me
For a moment only,
When, reflected in the mirror,
I see someone’s changing eyes,
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Eyes that beg that I turn back,
While also pleading I continue
Walking on until the end,
Be it this of the road or mine;
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It is easy to have courage
For an hour,
To speak beautifully, hope bravely
And dream of a big challenge;
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It is harder to remain
Where and when illusions leave you:
On the side of an endless road
On a stormy day;
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If I turn back,
I’ll have come here for nothing,
If I keep on waking,
I’ll be destroyed;
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I look back and I look forward
Every day as I keep making
Little steps away from the chance
Of returning home
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Because I must see the end
Of this long road
To know the reason why
It had to be walked