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It's All Up to You


Up to me?

I'd like to think so

Parents, teachers, adults

They all have helped us out

Decisions that can shape your future

Much more than chocolate or vanilla

Even though we make them everyday

Time is slowly fading

Childhood escapes us more and more

With College right around the corner

But hopefully a pleasant surprise will be waiting

Where will we eventually end up?

Wherever it is it will be the right decision

With guidance to point us in the direction to success

We plan our whole life in a matter of months

But how can we decide our life at this age

Without knowing every possible option

We determine what we will be doing for a living

Where we will wake up in the morning

The people we will meet

Professors, students, faculty

Those 4 years to predict the rest of our time on Earth

Possibly meet the love of our life

Travel around the world

Where will we end up?

But to even do all of this

And guess what

He already made all of the decisions for us

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