Day 335: Paths in the woods

There are so many ways to live
But I've only tried three
With you, Without you
And only with me

I tried to live wrong
And break all of the rules
But ended up with nothing
And ended up a fool

I tried to live right
And do as I was told
But I was left with nothing
But an empty, polished, soul

I tried to live with you
And loved it the whole time
But now I'm left with nothing
But memories and crying

Now I'm trying to find
The next path that I will take
There's the paths of money
Power, women, drugs, and fame

But those paths are not for me
I'm destined to make my own
It's cold, it's dark, it's lonely
But here, I'll find my home