When it is okay to turn back or bite?

Sometimes we think we are very sure of our path to destiny but once in awhile, we cannot see the road we are travelling on.  When this happens, we seem to falter and break away. For once, I was very sure of my path but now..I really don’t know…I do know what I want but…

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like…