Future
What do I want?
My days are limitless
What do I do now?
My days are limited
I desire my wants
And want my needs
Yet when they approach me
I am afraid, indeed
Imbalance and see-saws
The story of my life
I pick one thing
Then say it isn't right
I see what's ahead
But yet I am still blind
I plan and I plan
I am running out of time
What are my goals?
Oh yes, yes I know
Whatever I choose
The future beholds
I made it! I made it!
Now only to decide
What steps to take next
On this long long ride
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