My mind is like a race track, every thought trying to be the first to cross my mind

Will it be the one who's positive, the confident one, the one where everything is going to be alright, the one that makes me smile and determined to keep going forward

Will it be the one who's negative, through one saying that it won't turn out like I want it to. The one that gives me nightmares that I'm not enough

I don't know which thought will win the 17 year long race that's been going on in my life.

I can only hope that the truth will come forward, and that I'll be ready for it