The road not taken.

It was four years back,

I took a whole new turn in my life.

Everything changed. I wasn't who I was before.

My circle of friends was different too.

Slowly yet silently, I began to part ways with my old life,

the vulgarity i once had, vanished into thin air,

I began to work hard for the things i desire,

I knew I had a dream i needed to achieve.

Years went by, indeed, things improved.

but, until the last and final year,

things began to slow down,

I constantly questioned myself,

"what is going on with me?"

I knew I can't afford to let go of the things that I've achieved and yet to achieve.

I knew I needed to press on,

It got better for awhile back then,

I heaved a sigh of relief.

I thought things would resume just like yesterday's.

but, no.

As a new beginning usher itself into my life,

my life took another drastic 180 degree turn,

I knew the turn i took was a wrong turn,

everything good around me begin to dwindle,

Before i could grasp fully what was actually happening,

my life was beginning to stumble,

i was falling so badly, I doubt i could pick myself up once more,

Have i taken the wrong path once more? Have i gone back to be who I was four years back?

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

I may not be the girl you once knew.