Confusion lyes within my eyes,
Of every second, within each day.
What road am I on
And which path should I take?
It all seems a mystery to me,
As time slowly fades away.
I know, soon, I will have to choose.
But why should it be now?
After all this is my life
And all i want to do is make it right.
So why make a decision
When standing, feels just right?
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