I wish to to tell you a tale,
and in every step of the way,
I wish to surprise your mind
I wish to excite your senses,
enthrall your passions,
create a world,
and leave you emotional to your core.
I wander down a well beaten path, you see,
and scraping my shoes
looking at my fellow travelers
I see the carts,
line this well beaten path
advertising the common commodities of my profession
with an old, dusty sign.
Generic plots there,
cliche romances across the way,
overused symbols next to me,
and familiar themes here.
I wish to avoid these commodities
and find the luxuries
Off this ridden route
like some have done before.
I heard there is another path,
by the small vendor at the fork.
The old man whispers to select crafters
About a concealed walk
Some have taken it,
but only after they achieve a cry out of support.
For their work was new
not using any of the goods on the dusty old carts here
I hope to walk that path of glory
but it will be hard to achieve,
And only you can help me onto
my path of success
So I will use some of the shiny objects,
but mostly the forgotten ones,
to create a story in which you want to travel
in order to walk down an unbeaten path.