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Utter Confusion

I used to know what I was doing

I always knew exactly what I was pursuing

It could be from lack of concentration

But I think it's more from frustration

 

For there's  no right answer anywhere

No person saying come, Ill take you there

 

But I suppose that's the beauty in the dance

Its not a matter of knowing but of taking a chance

 

Its never easy to get something good

No matter how much I think it should

 

So I will hold on through the unknown

And one day the right answer will be shown

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