cross roads

cross roads

I have come to this place in life.
That leaves me with choices now.
What should I do?
So many roads before me.
No signs to help me.
Which one is right for me?
Do any lead me back here again?
Circling and wasting my days.
Will they me further away from happiness?
Will the lead me closer to death?
will they lead me closer to my destiny?
Can anyone out there help me?
Or is it just me, just me here.
Here at my cross roads.
Trying to decide which way too go.
No signs here to tell me so.
I am at a cross roads.
No directions given to me.
Choices are mine and that I see.
I just stand in fear here.
Afraid to go there. Not knowing where there is.
Too many fears within me.
Standing here at the cross roads.
Just hoping, hoping, hoping,
for a sign to lead me.
None is coming, no none is coming.
I guess I will have to go.
And make it on my own.
So here I go, here I go.
All on my own.
Down at the cross roads.