Life is hard,

At times it is difficult,

Today I've thought it out,

But yet to live it.

I'm at a crossroad of ideas,

A negative conundrum awaits me,

I stand here today and wonder,

Are my fears real or imagined,

If all comes from thoughts,

So why so much negativity,

Is it the trauma of youth?

Or life has jaded me so much,

That the hope I had in humanity,

Is gone and dusted.

I stand at this crossroads, I stand.