It's not that I'm lost
I know where I am
I don't know where I'm going
But I know where I've been
I don't have a map
Just compass and luck
Hoping to find a way through the muck
Through sunshine and sleet
The snow and the rain
I take a few shortcuts along the way
I dont know where I'm going
I'm traveling an unmade trail
Through a winding Forrest and everywhere
Through the dark and the sunshine
Through the clear and the fog
Sometimes I'm stopped by blocks and fog
But I'm back to my trail just a few more steps closer
Who knows about the future
Because I don't know where I'm going
But I do know where I've been
It's not that I'm lost..
I know where I am
YOU ARE READING
Teen years
PoetryThis random poetry and stuff. I put so much emotion and thought into my work.. Everything has meaning