Let me panic and search for my purpose
To which so many work to seek and find
The always unknowing, obscure makes me nervous
In hope forbid that my future shall be assigned
I have seen plentiful of not enough times
In which life is ticking and pacing
Though these gears become muddled with grime
I find myself always searching and racing
If life is a blessing and we must choose wisely
What is the purpose of choosing so young?
Focused on fun and the moment, we’re so lively
When a small mistake and a slip of the tongue
Could change everything and your fate is decided
I trust in blind faith that I won’t be misguided
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