Let me panic and search for my purpose 
To which so many work to seek and find 

The always unknowing, obscure makes me nervous 

In hope forbid that my future shall be assigned  
I have seen plentiful of not enough times 

In which life is ticking and pacing 

Though these gears become muddled with grime 

I find myself always searching and racing 

If life is a blessing and we must choose wisely 
What is the purpose of choosing so young? 

Focused on fun and the moment, we’re so lively 

When a small mistake and a slip of the tongue  

Could change everything and your fate is decided 

I trust in blind faith that I won’t be misguided