Split

I’ve put my signal on, as is expected
I take the turn in the given direction
Like I’ve done so many times before
Still, I find myself at the same split in the road

Shall I try the other path?
Will it bring my destination closer?
Will it take me further from it?
Shall I dare to pursue it anyway?

The stop sign gifts me a moment of thought
I’ve told myself so many times
Map out your chances
The possible roads into the future

Here, at the split in the road
I’m forced to choose
The left or the actual right way
Or, shall I keep on standing still?