What do I do?

What do I do with my life?
Should I sing, act or write?
All the choices drive me mad
Or is it that I'm bad?

Maybe I don't know how
To act or sing
As I think I'm taking a bow
To myself and to nothing

The choice is hard on me
I could sing
But its not meant to be
I could write
But its a small thing
I could act
But the stage fright

I think I should just give in
And maybe I can mix all three
But where do I begin
First things first
To be or not to be
To be quenches my thirst
To mix all three
Is my quest
For that I need to move west

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