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Undecided
Why is it that there are so many changes?
And yet nothing changes at all.
You want your old life back?
But in the future, you’ll be wishing for the same thing as today.
Is moving forward possible?
Doesn’t feel like it.
And yet, you’re being pushed, you’re being pulled.
Life seems to offer so many directions,
But you can’t figure out what is getting in the way.
You’re all grown up,
And when you were younger you had so many questions.
It hurts, when you realise there were never any answers.
And you keep finding,
History is repeating itself.
