There is a road less traveled
that seems hidden from us
we just follow our friends
and jump on their bus
forgetting our wants
ignoring our needs
blindly following along
as we succumb to their pleads
they're high on their joy
while we sit in our gloom
ignoring the fact
our happiness is entombed
we've forgotten ourselves
and the joy we deserve
traveling their road
leaning in as they swerve
so why don't we travel
a road of our choice
experiencing joy
gaining a voice
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