Sometimes

Sometimes I don’t see things as clearly
As I would like to see
I keep moving without a purpose to shield me From all the blows that aching people throw
And all the tears I never let myself show
Sometimes I walk the line between growth
And familiarity
Not understanding why I have to choose a side
The funny thing about decisions
Is that as you’re making them you never know
What the next bend in the road might expose
You could find yourself surrounded by Something or somewhere that fear
Might have stopped you from going to If you’d known
That’s why sometimes when I don’t see things
As clearly as I would like to see
I keep moving knowing that a purpose will find me Because there’s moments like these
And moments like these
Are all that really matter