We saw it all
And we asked ourselves are we happy?
I was pretty sure you're not
Because just like them,
You, too, is walking in a path that is both familiar and unknown
We already saw the outcome
From the eyes and stories of those who came before us
But because we don't wanna be stuck
We move on, swept by the voice that says, "forward!"
For moments I witnessed you believe it was our voice
And at times it felt like it was
But after that courageous avowal they had
Why do we feel like we must also shed?
But then again, what are we going to expose?
Or where are we supposed to go?
Four years is too long to spend wandering
Another four would be wasteful
So while we're here looking at the yellow light
May we decide what this is all about
The decisions we made, are we continuously doubt?
Or should we make our own way of making it right?
