my path is unclear
perhaps because
i am not fully certain
of where i want to be
they say with age comes wisdom
but often i find
the opposite is true
as my directions become confused
my thoughts stray
i had dreams once but reality
had a mind of its own
and disallowed me to
reach beyond my own grasp
so i find myself now
wondering what if
what could have been
what should have been
but at the same time
i have found a contentment
perhaps, just perhaps
i don't need a path anymore