Crossroads

My future, me, its mines. but others fund it, so is my future a lie what I can do has no limitations. but does a wallet have the answers to any of my questions. my family hurts for my happiness in the end. is their pain for my success, worth any of it. I have to think about them. because no one else cares. but its my future, I have to live with it, so I accept the dare. running back and forth on a balance beam, trying to make everyone happy. but is anyone concerned about me getting weary. do they offer me water, do they tell me to take a break. no because they want to push me 'til my everything breaks. 'til I'm laying on the floor and cant really move. that's when they want to say its ok, leave it alone, I'll take care of it, it all good. is it really? I have 20/20 so don't take me as a fool. I try to lend an arm but you slap me with my hand. I try to lend a foot but you leave me there trying to stand. confusion, frustration, and me are three musketeers. thinking I'm better off by myself, I run away from all my fears. a smile on your face means a knife in my heart. control of my fate means death comes upon us and now we must part. love runs deep and I care for you more, but my caring for you is blocking my access to the door. I need to open it the bell is working my nerves. but the arguments, and yelling and not understanding. makes me want to creep to the darkness and never return. guess we sit at crossroads and just look at each other. and ponder what we should do and who's going to benefit for the better.