Future Ahead Poem by Claire Abbott

Lots of noise, but I can't hear it,
Lots to see, but I can't see it,
Something to be, But I can't be it.
I can't see the future ahead.
Maybe I am scared, frightened, feel that I am alone.
I don't know what to do, or what I want to do.
I don't know what to be, or even who I want to be.
I feel confused, so mixed up.
I want this all to be over.
The road ahead that I set myself has fallen away,
It caved in, crumpled, fell apart.
I can't walk that way anymore.
'There are other ways', people tell me,
I know that, I know where they are.
But I am scared, I don't know where they lead,
their route, where they end.
I am reluctant to find out.
I need a guide, soemone to help me on my way.
Someone to hold my hand, tell me I'm ok.
For now I will stsy static, where I know I am.
Here I know what I am doing, where I am going.
I will pursue what I want, when I want, the way I want.
Don't pressure me.
I don't know everything.
I just try my best in everything that I do.