Many paths lay before me,
Each with its own twists and turns,
But I do not know which one to choose.
***
I don’t want to take the wrong road,
And regret all the time lost.
***
But time ticks away,
On the clock of life,
Pulling me that much closer to death.
***
I have to find the spark,
The one I lost so many years ago.
***
What do I want for my life?
What do I love to do?
What am I passionate about?
***
So many questions,
So few answers.
***
What do I do?
Someone tell me,
Anybody.
***
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