Crossroads

Sometimes to success, sometimes to failure,
Sometimes I am, standing in mid of no where.
Sometimes to life, sometimes to death,
Hey! Give me a minute to catch my breath.
These cross roads give a million doubts,
And I've to think what to think about.
Pondering I proceed in an unknown direction,
Unsure if I'll achieve so called perfection.
Roaming all over world around.
Its the crossroads I stand at, I found.
I try to escape somewhere if i can hide,
But a known face appears on every side.
Like me countless people stroll of every kind,
And I've a million dreams, sprouting in my mind.
I sit clueless starring at my clock,
My feeling slowly begin to choke,
Somehow I get up and shout,
God, is there any way out?
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