It shows in your face Making the right choice It brings you down, making you crawl back up To where you started from days ago Bad habits Like the treadmill Tire you out Only because the question, the option is still there for you It’s the hard choices The last ones you give up or fight for Those make the path vibrant Knowing the path and walking it It would be so much easier if you didn’t know what the right path was But this is your personal legacy To know the path, to walk the path, to evolve beyond our personal addictions What is lacking when you look inside I just want a little release… Then find it. Do it. Why compensate when you can always give up tomorrow