Tears are falling from my eyes
Like gentle rain from darkened skies
Sometimes love is not understood
There's a price to pay for doing good
The road less travelled is the one for me
But it wont win me popularity
Crowded the road that many will take
Walking alone is not a mistake.
Taking a deep breath, I quietly cry
Trying to reason I question why
Love is not meant to be just for sum
but love is meant for everyone.