Weighting my possibilities
With a bunch of doors open.
Controlling my instincts,
So nothing gets broken.
A bright future ahead.
One I can't see.
Mistakes will always happen,
But which one's the best for me?
My passions are known
And already rolling.
Will I boost the process,
Or prevent them from growing?
Nothing's easy, or forever.
All a risk we have to take.
In the end, there's no problem.
Just a fear I have to shake.
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