Undecided
I don’t know what I’m doing
It’s a mantra that I keep overusing
How will I ever know
If I don’t let myself grow
Up and into my life
That isn’t just the insecure and indecisive
Me?
I let other people use my freedom
And I hide inside and become
This scared and paranoid version of a girl
Who will always let others change this world
While I sit at restaurants and panic
Over what to order and who to thank
And never try new experiences
Because I don’t want to lose those distances
That keep me safe and consumed
With the concerns of what if I ever have to leave my room
And be somebody?
It’s so easy for me to come up with all these excuses
That I’m not ready yet and it’s just all inconclusive
But the one thing I can recognize
I need to stop waiting and just jump out of this UNDECIDED box
And into real life.
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