No longer sure
What life holds for me
No longer sure
Of what I want to be
The older I get
Perceptions change
I must be able
To re-arrange
When I was younger
It seemed all black and white
I adheared to my ways
Rather they were wrong
Or they were right
When I grew older
I got wiser yet
All the ways I wanted
I seemed to forget
It is quite clear
From my perception
That I am headed
In a new direction