The poem seems to have shades of mgtow to it when looking at the analysis, for example, the protagonist chose to take the road of non-conformity, on this road he traveled alone, with less distractions, and it is much more difficult because there hasn't already been a path paved like the other road. This road is filled with bushes trees, overgrown trees and grass etc.. He is happy about the road he took, but still thinking about what the road he didn't take held for him. He's sad that he had to choose between the two, but that's how it has to be. He also doubts that he would go back to choose the other road, because "way leads on to way" and this has made all the difference in his life. But he says this with a sigh because its disappointing he has to choose between the two. This is comparable to how a red pilled man feels, choosing not to take the "marriage, kids, provider" route that everyone takes, wishing that NAWALT but in this reality they are, therefore you must choose between chasing excellence and focusing on yourself and your goals, rather than being in a miserable marriage and putting others who wouldn't be grateful and take advantage of you before yourself. I always remembered this poem from when i was a kid, and i realized that there is shades of the red pill in it, i hope it interests some of you. Pave your own path boys, it may be rough but in the end, it will make all the difference.

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.