Indecision about which road to take that leads to the future.
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Uncertain of the road before me.
How much further can it be?
Indecision saturates me with discouragement.
All that I come up with lacks encouragement.
What is my purpose in this life?
Surely it is more than being a mother and wife?
So much more that I want to do,
but ideas elude me and I have no clue.
I’m desperate for a decision.
I do seek a vision,
to show me which turn to make.
For sanity sake.
I must think of a plan,
but I don’t know if I can.
My self-esteem is low.
My mind says to go.
My mind says to stay.
Depression sometimes reacts this way.
Back and forth,
to and fro.
How can I expect to fully grow?
The decisions before me are mine to make.
No matter how long they might take.
I will gather the substance inside
and do what I must for pride’s sake.
Considering all that is amiss,
I must not tarry, but react in a hurry,
and hopefully stop the senseless worry.
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