road to be taken~

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
[Road not taken; Robert Frost]

i took one less traveled by,
with dreams the road be traveled fast,
upon a dead end i stumbled, thinking;
should i somehow keep going beyond?
should i let out a sigh and turn around?
for i have wasted many time and energy,
upon the dead end route.
pondering traveler, i continued to be...
[Road to be taken; Amanitium]

the aesthetics part comparison is obvious, so wtf? i dun care, as long as it tells exactly what i wanted it to tell... i'm totally f*cked up~