Senior year (high school)

The countdown started way back when I didn't realize it then But eventually, this whole school thing would come to an end Everyone around me was so sure and had a direction But me, I was blind, standing at life's intersection So, now what do I do? My whole life was just school It was all I ever knew I should have gave it more time I should have gave it more thought Now I'm trying to figure it all out Like white backgrounds and ink blots I ran out of time I'm lost in fear My future is so unclear This is the real world now You figure out your own when, what, where, and how I'm still drowning in stress But it's going to be fine, I guess So, now what do I do?