Gray Matter

So here I am
The same fucking fork in the road
I’ve found my myself on this spot so many times
Before I could get an answer
Or was shown a path
I’d just give up and run
With the world in my back
But not this time
I need to make up my mind
I’ll just sit with this pen and a bottle of wine
I’ll pour my heart out to anyone who cares
I might become friends with myself
For the first time in years