Two paths diverged in the woods
And I thought to myself in order to clarify the distinction
The time had come when it was time to act instead of think when
Contrasting what I should with what I could do, comparing them to what I would do
I knew my heart was deceived then
My dedication to the perfection has a broken core
So I took the same goddamned pitiful path that I had taken before
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem