The Fork

 The point is poised, ready to drop

Which way will it go

before I stop

this path of destruction can only get me so far

before I undo all I've done to be who I am

The city closes in on you and takes your essence

Leads you to the path

The room is small and sound is all around

No space to live

It leads you to the path

There's so much light but you have to find it

When you do there's no-one with you to enjoy it

But keep working because it makes life easier

Or keep digging till you hit gold

Keep digging till you get old

and no-one can hear you cry

all the hear is the same old sigh

and they'll leave you to die

because you didn't spend enough time enjoying life