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.
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