Plan
If he has a plan for me
Why must it be one hid so deep
Decisions that I thought I made
Seem orchestrated to this day…
Am I really in control?
Does destiny create our soul?
Or are we at the will of fate
While finding ways to compensate?…
For lack or knowledge or religion
That seems to polish all decisions
But if my steps have been laid out
Then should I follow free of doubt?…
Why reach toward the sky above
For solace in the lack there of
Watching as my plan unfolds
When my future is already told…
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