I feel all over the place,
in a good kind of way.
Doing so many things at the same time,
being a bit busy every day.

The road is bright and it is long,
but I am not afraid to go forward.
It's alright sometimes to run,
not being sure what toward.

There are people changing,
switching up all the time.
It gives me hope that,
These mountains aren't so hard to climb.

I feel all over the place,
in the reassuring kind of way.
There are so many things to see,
therefore so many things to say.

The road can be dark and tiring,
but I am not afraid to run through.
It's alright to be a bit scared,
in the end you'll know what to do.

There are people stuck,
confused with their life.
They let me know that,
I can't just live with a constant personal strife.

I feel all over the place,
and the road seems never ending.
People change themselves so often,
But this is my time that I'm spending.