Cross Roads

not enough time to make up my mind which way do i go-feeling stronger a place i can finally feel as if i belong part of me tearing at me saying this choice must be wrong my mind races thinking of all the places i've already gone once again at the cross roads still missing a part of me it's the tainted heart inside of me bruised from being used still searching for something something warm or reasssuring still petrified of taking on this world will i make it or just fake it i'll lie in my bed and try to rest my heavy head tears from fears from how i live the rest of my life why do i hide why not swallow my pride just go for this adventurous ride why hate myself and not save myself which way do i go left or right this seems to be my inner fight still standing at the cross roads