My life is tough
What shall I do
So much to think about
So much to go through
My head is full
It's ready to explode
With concern and confusion
And I'm all on my own
I need time to think
Some personal space
Tackle things one by one
To help slow down the pace
What to do
Where to go
How to get there
I don't know
Hopefull things will fall into place
As time goes by as this isn't a race
It's scary to think I don't know what to do
Whilst at the same time being bugged by you
Everyone knows what they're gonna do next
I've got so much choice, what do you expect
I'm doing the best with the options I've got
If I think about it too much I'll lose the plot
I'm sure things will work out in the end
With a little help from a friend
I'll choose the right path, the best option for me
I'll be fine in the end I hope, you'll see
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