Stress

What do I do?
There’s decisions that need makin’
If I take the road less traveled
There’s still “The Road Not Taken”

What would've happened,
we do not know.
The same happens if you sing,
the “Song of the Open Road.”

I stand and think,
three ways to go,
carefree and jolly,
or think about a road.

I’m stressing my brain,
oh, what do I choose
I miss when my cares
were about light up shoes.