Unclear

I sit there, unaware, of what might happen As my foot begins a tappin' I blink, and think, of the next step ahead as I begin to lie down on my bed. My dear, things seem so unclear and everything seems a bit too hard to hear Everything becomes anew, unclear of what to do in this life I'm still going through. I'm growing up so fast that I even stored away my past I clear my mind as I lie on my bed and thoughts leaving me surely undead. I'll awake the next morning, with an unsaid warning knowing that my life isn't the same I'm done with messin', I've learned my lesson that life is not a game. I'm done being unclear, finally able to hear being a whole different me Suddenlly knowing, that I'm growing and accepting how it's gonna be.