Sometimes I wonder why I am

here
Am I free or do I fear?
These questions loom large in
the sky
Will I climb will I ever fy?
My visions short my aths
long
Will I ever get someone
along?
!on"t know the end #ust
walking down
$assing laces m running
down
I have a rough sketch but its
roughly made
My destiny is confusing co% its
not self made
I trust almighty I believe
myself
&onna do whats right'' gonna
listen true self('