Me, the phenomenal, the intelligent, The one some consider reckless-
has chosen the road not taken.
Those who think their poets but faking; Frightful, desightful trying to live by rights thats not rightful.
Me- I chose the road less take by, when i asked a friend to join me down that road they made up a lie;
I asked why not confide in the truth?
Choosing this road i consider myself a better person than you-
Reason being i have sense of direction - walking down my own path writing this words down making my peers mad, making those who taught me glad and making my father up above praise and clap his hand....
I am a woman not in need of a man so here i stand on high lands reaching peeks having all my haters beneath be with the road i chose completes me funny how those same friends that left me and lied to me now serve me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well...the road with no obstacles..probably leads no where..