The hardest lie I tell myself
Is that there is only one path to joy
And I am not on it
I create my life, a labyrinth
And stand paralyzed, afraid to choose a direction
Fearing monsters
Meanwhile, joy stands behind me
Patiently waiting for me to allow it
To walk beside me
How long will I make it wait?
How long will I ignore the truth that joy will
Gladly go with me down any path?
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