The Road Tainted by Vivid Distortions.

Based on the poem by Robert Frost (The Road Less Traveled) from the other perspective.

How happy I am to have taken this road
The road of no return.
At the end of it waited for me nothing owed;
This single road which upon I was bestowed
So that from hardships my life be adjourn.

Two paths had lain before me;
One single road caught my eye.
It promised me a sense of 'free',
But what kind it meant; gave no guarantee.
And with this single promise, my fate I choose to defy.

Do not weep for my choice,
For it was well worth it.
From this odd sense of freedom I rejoice!
From this solitude I have lost my voice.
And decided to live in a bottomless pit.

An easy way out is a good one
For the second path was too long and hard.
From this choice my life has been undone
And I feel as though I have won,
So now all my peers look at me with regard.
(They have taken the same road I have.)

And even though deep within me I plea
For I feel as though help is due,
From this help do I choose to flea,
And no one can help me,
Not even you.