No Path

I was walking down a grassy path.
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.

The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.

Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?

The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.

But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the returning of its wrath.

Did I choose the wrong way?
Will I drown in woe and dismay?
People told me,keep going.

But was this right for me?
I wasn't ready for where this path is going.
I just hoped I was free.

I thought,maybe if I explore this path.
I will make people proud,and escape pain and its wrath.
Yet somehow,fate does not feel like it's mine.

The sun grew,the rain shine.
But I did not feel fine.
Maybe if I went on my own path.

But now it's too late to escape their wrath.
They tell me to keep going,they tell me to feel free.
But I did not like where this path is going,can somebody save me?

Maybe if I went and chose another path despite their pleas.
I would be with the butterflies and bees.
But what if the sunshine on this path does not last forever?

And I have to leave behind all my happiness altogether?
Do I have to leave my childhood behind and move on forever?
So please,take me where happiness and laughs last forever.

And I won't feel sad,ever.
Come and take my hand.
And take me to Neverland.

I just want happiness and love.
But this decision is hard.
Should I stay silent and go on?

Or tell them the problems in the roots,hold on?
If I don't come back in a day or two.
Maybe a month,too.

Please,keep me in your head.
And I'll never be really dead.
It's like I let out a silent scream.

Forced to be perfect,living on a screen.
Like a robot,run on gasoline.