Standing Still
So which way do I turn
where do I go from here?
only seeing crossroads, directionals
unknown, causing so much fear
knees are weary and weak
head off balance, tilted
afraid to make another mistake again
and leave someone else or myself jilted.
Steel-toed boots to kick me in the ass
to get me going in the right stream
of light where I have other things
where I can build another dream
no future just standing here
but crossroads are diverse and scattered
and once you go, you'll not turn back
just gotta end up splattered
across the pavement
if the wrong way is taken
so standing still may be okay
just for now, to keep from breakin'.