Confusion

Everytime at a crossroad, I get into confusion mode. Should I go and accept the challenge, Or just stick here without any change. I do feel I want a change, And cross this range. But what if it isn't right, As the path doesn't seem bright. But what if I have been made for it, What if the path is for me to lit. What if after I choose, I lose? What will they say? What if they don't stay? But if they don't stay and say something about me, That means they weren't meant to be. Maybe after I make this decision, I will know with precision, That who will be there, Even if I am here or there.