The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

🔰This was shot during the holiday break and I had a blast with my friends that helped me.
I believe that every human being on this planet can relate to this poem to some extent. Personally, I'm somewhat "tormented" by my internal dialogue. I'm second-guessing my every choice and romanticizing about the outcome of the option I didn't choose, tell me in the comments if this makes sense and you guys can relate. One thought that calms me is that making mistakes is progress and in the future, the stories of my mistakes will be told with a sigh.
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🔰The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves, no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.