The Journey Poem by crazy sweep

The smallest decision can make the biggest of change
the most caring of word can make you feel so strange
kill the running mouse now
and her kids wont take over
like the wrong things that were said
the memories will come back to haunt you

tell me the truth but its probably going to hurt
tell me a lie but i will be led down the wrong path
so good luck in finding the right way
the probability dont look good in this life of math

whats the chances this journey will end
with a smile and a drink to watch the sun go down
but i still have one remaining question
how to get off the road that only goes round

omg theres too many avenues to go down
and im confused where to start,
i still need to find my star
who has the power to lead my heart