No Direction - Minus

Standing in the middle of a two way street,

I just can’t choose a direction.

It‘s not the way they said it would be.

I just can’t make it work it for me.

Floating with no land in sight.

Nothing to call my own.

So what the fuck do I do?

I just fucking sink.

Afraid of failure, so I won’t even try.

I watch them all pass me by.

Falling with no hand to hold.

Nothing to call my own.

So what the fuck do I do?

I just close my eyes.

Were they right when they told me what was best?

Now I’m feeling the weight of my missteps.

One day I might get it right.

Sort out the flaws in my mind.

Or I’ll keep fucking up

One day at a time.