My Path

This is the path of my life, and the decisions along its brinks.

My path goes on forever,
Longer than I can see,
How I truly wish I could,
Know what's in store for me.

I wander through the endless field,
Of my life and mind,
The experiences that I had,
Littering the path behind.

But than again, why should I know?
T'would undoubtedly ruin suprises,
Waiting farther ahead in my life,
Sleeping in their disguises.

Yes, I think I see now,
My path is my mystery.
As I travel it for longer than long,
I'll look ahead with intrepidity.