Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.