This is more of a song than a poem. Not about Jesse.
"All I can see is an open rode,
It's got two lanes
I've got to choose one lane.
I can either choose the lane that leads me to you,
Or away.
Nothing's standing infront of me,
Nothing is stopping me,
From choosing.
Yeah.
[Chorus]
Oh, I know I've got a choice to make,
And I have to make it quick.
Which do I choose?
Do I choose the lane that leads me to you,
Or away?
[Bridge]
Oh, there's an open rode infront of me,
Sided with a lane on either side,
Asking me to choose, one.
Oh, how do I know which one to choose?
How will it turn out?
Am I strong enough.
As I look behind me,
I see the life,
That I'm leaving behind,
No matter which lane I choose.
I stare at the life I once knew,
Contemplating the life I'll soon know.
As I stare back out at the open rode,
The future flashes,
Scaring me half to death.
Yeah.
[Repeat of Chorus]
Oh, how do I know which lane to choose?
How will it turn out?
Am I strong enough.
[Bridge]
I see you in my mind, and I know I have to choose, now.
It's not fair,
But life isn't fair, no.
So, I take a step,
My first attempt,
I move toward the rode,
The fear's eating at me.
I know which lane you want me to choose,
And, I would love to.
But am I strong enough?
How will it turn out?
I turn around, and glance at the life I once knew,
Memories flash,
Shaking me.
I know what I must do, now.
I turn back 'round, closing my eyes,
Stepping onto a lane.
I take one last look, at the life I once knew.
And so, I say goodbye,
To the life I once knew,
And say hello,
To the future."
"All I can see is an open rode,
It's got two lanes
I've got to choose one lane.
I can either choose the lane that leads me to you,
Or away.
Nothing's standing infront of me,
Nothing is stopping me,
From choosing.
Yeah.
[Chorus]
Oh, I know I've got a choice to make,
And I have to make it quick.
Which do I choose?
Do I choose the lane that leads me to you,
Or away?
[Bridge]
Oh, there's an open rode infront of me,
Sided with a lane on either side,
Asking me to choose, one.
Oh, how do I know which one to choose?
How will it turn out?
Am I strong enough.
As I look behind me,
I see the life,
That I'm leaving behind,
No matter which lane I choose.
I stare at the life I once knew,
Contemplating the life I'll soon know.
As I stare back out at the open rode,
The future flashes,
Scaring me half to death.
Yeah.
[Repeat of Chorus]
Oh, how do I know which lane to choose?
How will it turn out?
Am I strong enough.
[Bridge]
I see you in my mind, and I know I have to choose, now.
It's not fair,
But life isn't fair, no.
So, I take a step,
My first attempt,
I move toward the rode,
The fear's eating at me.
I know which lane you want me to choose,
And, I would love to.
But am I strong enough?
How will it turn out?
I turn around, and glance at the life I once knew,
Memories flash,
Shaking me.
I know what I must do, now.
I turn back 'round, closing my eyes,
Stepping onto a lane.
I take one last look, at the life I once knew.
And so, I say goodbye,
To the life I once knew,
And say hello,
To the future."