Navigate


I’m not exactly sure where I’m going

My built in GPS must have misunderstood

Or perhaps I was too eager, too stubborn

Or too worried of not comprehending

Or even too embarrassed to admit I lack direction

From what I gather survival

Is a combination of common sense and creativity

Not panicking when the odds are against you

And finding a way, your way back to where things make sense

Everyone along the way will offer out their solution

Their method of madness that pulled it together for them

But at the end of the day

The end of the road

Whatever I was created to navigate through

I will eventually find my way

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