Maybe that's what I am doing.
Maybe I am just wandering around in a circle
Not knowing where to go anymore
Wandering in this endless maze of a forest we call life
And I can't help but wonder if I'll manage to get out before its too late
Because god knows a lot don't
But maybe I will
Maybe I will make it out and
Maybe I'll figure out what it is I'm supposed to do
What my purpose is
Because god knows, some do
