The way is the goal

[SunshineSilva]

After school I can stop,
on the way are two shops.
One of them is bright,
but maybe the other one is right

That is what makes me sad
brings me down to the bed,
but I let my thoughts free,
in the wind my thoughts will be.

the ways are changed into a river.
They diverged very beneficially,
into a great an the most beautiful river
the other one small and inconspicous.

Every person follows the crowd,
bur I take the mystical small one.
The undertow pulls them down, very loud.
It´s the best what I´ve ever done.