It's the path left glittered

It's the path that I lose sight of. It's not the finish line...Because I don't know anything of it. It's not what I fear...Because I'm to lame most of the time to fear what I really should. It's not the people I've encountered...Because they are those whom make the trip worth the time. So how do I end up lost and alone? It's the path that I lose sight of, it's the trip itself. I have to remind myself sometimes that there is a world more important than the things that are glittering the path before me.