When I’m confused feeling lost I find myself at the same crossroads every time. A pathway led with anger and a path led through sadness. Ive learned to choose sadness every time because when your sad it’s easier to be silent, it’s easier to be alone. When your angry it can expand and reach those who are undeserving and unaware of what’s led you to this burning. The same blank canvas can be interpreted completely opposite just from the primary color of your choosing. As different as red and blue I’d rather face adversity in silence because the right people can always hear you, but I know you can do both, the person to calm my storms and put the fire out all within seconds. I know you exist, you have to. I can’t wait to meet you, but until then I find myself looking at the fork in the road.