What is to be

Standing at the crossroads
The way forward unknown
Stuck in a rut of timelessness
Decisions to be taken now and then
Listening to harpers and badgers of advice
Feeling of wanting to be away from ruckus
The only way out is an abyss
The only way up is not possible
As strings attached can't be cut
With the moral compass pointed towards
Giving a reality check of a soul who needs u
Complicated it becomes
This winding knots of responsibilities
Quite a quagmire you got yourself into
Hoping that things go your way
Take a deep breath
And a hail mary
To finally hope you get things right
Just hang on a bit
Life might surprise you a tad bit
So hold on...