Undecided Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Should I step forward,
Or do I go backward.
Do I walk left,
Or should I walk right.
I didn't know whether it day,
Or did it turn night.


My indecision was messing with me.


Should I write a paper,
Or should I read it?
Should I run fast,
Or take a long rest?


My indecision messed me up.


But the border between,
Forward and back,
The left and the right,
The day and the night,


Left me undecided,
About how to live my day.
For this I had to pay,
A cost because.


My indecision is messing me up.