on my own

i wanted to take the road less taken,
but in the process i lose my way too often.
i want to close my eyes and cry out loud,very loud
but,alas,i realise i am on my own
lucky to meet one or two..
the day is getting darker and the sounds deeper
i should get home before my mamma worries
but,before me ,the path divides,
again i stand there confused..
i prefer the road less travelled