Moving on is much easier when you know for sure
which direction you want to travel. Choosing is the chore.
When the second foot you possess follows your best foot first,
forward movement is the motion toward the better from the worst.

But still...

Still I drag one foot behind as though I caught it in the door.
It is as if the dragging foot fears what may be in store.
Sometimes there are cliches I use even though I say I won't.
Sometimes I choose the devil I know than run to the one I don't.

Perhaps one day my fear of devils will diminish from my mind
And once again I will trust my heart in love to that princely kind
of man that I imagined, existed "once upon a dream"-
Where rainbows dance, butterflies can talk, and faeries eat ice cream.

But common sense reminds me that devils and princes do not exist.
Life is full of characters and some will not be missed.
And in this life, that I live, it is known that never-the-less
the winning smile, and sparkling eyes, I am no princess.