Half the the path I walked along,
half the way to go.
Prologue is still long journey,
fable started long ago.

Half the path I stand today
glass half empty or half filled?
Half the heart says its empty,
later says its filled.

Standing on this cross road
I am plumb and choked ambigid.
Asking someone to clutch my hands,
asking someone to lead.

Mind says its your's story
heart says its his,
mind and body fights each other
body stands at it is.

Mind and heart are mingled together,
dilemma! whom should I follow?
Soul says its your chance,
prove them you are not SHALLOW.